Chapitre 66: Chapter 66: Fire, Part 2

At that, Sule laughed—loud and long and bitter. "Us? There is no us, old man. You disowned me, remember? I can't disgrace strangers, so you must have me confused for someone else."

His father bristled, hands balling and unballing in that way they always did right before he lost his temper and started shouting—spewing, really. "If you were just going to come home like this, you should have stayed in that accursed city! Why can't you just come home and be a proper daughter—"

Sule threw the bottle so it shattered against the wall behind him, then rounded back to face his father. "Why can't I be a fucking proper son? I was exactly that for years and years. I brought more money home for the family in a month than the rest of you did combined in one year! All I ever asked was for my family to accept me."

"You're not—"