I was talking to my mom and i asked her when we would move into that cute little trailer we had seen the other day and she told me to shut up.
That's when dad woke up and told mom we would be nothing but trailer trash and that nobody was moving anywhere.
He went into the bathroom and grabbed the scale, held it above my mom's head and said that they would die together that day.
I was 9 and scared out of my witts. I was sitting at the table eating chicken noodle soup, but i jumped up and ran and hit my dad.... a few times. He put the scale down and went to the room. He got dressed and left.
My mom called the cops and some of our family to come and help us.
When the cops got there, my mom told them the deal and they stayed until dad got back. He was escorted into the house and then he left again.
It was a month before i saw him again.