Ave Maria

"So what?" She cut him short, throwing his hand off her.

"How could you say something like that?" Claudia asked.

"The boy saw his family destroyed by his best friends, one of them a white male, as he was about to perform in Paris. As her father, you should have supported her instead of insulting her- "

Peter cut Claudia short by brutally slapping her. She stayed quiet, staring at him.

"You're a damn bitch! And you," Peter said, pointing his finger at Peggy's face, "I want you to get out of this house."

Peggy got off the sofa and faced him.

"You shut up! I hate you. He's a killer, but you, who the hell are you? You are nothing but a damn father! You are disgusting."

Peter grabbed Peggy once again by the arm and held on to her. She pushed him away so hard that he knocked the entertainment center down.

"Don't you ever touch me again. I'm not my mother," she warned him, pointing her finger at his face in return.

She shoved him and left, slamming the door behind her.

Claudia, recovered, walked to Peter and struck him twice.

"Get the fuck out!" she screamed at him.

Peter rubbed his jaw, glanced at her, kicked his briefcase on the ground, and left the house angrily.

Amanda cancelled the trip to Europe. She contemplated writing songs on her piano. Her thoughts were what's done is done, and let tomorrow speak for itself. She spent the time playing piano.