Easter Eggs, Bats, and Bubba

Yes, his name was Bubba. Yes, this story is true.

“You boys get over here!”, my stepfather shouted. The boys stopped and turned. My stomach turned too. These four boys always wanted to fight me. I just had to dodge them on the weekends I visited my Mom, and for months this had worked. But today they surprised me as I left Easter services — they cornered me and beat me with a baseball bat. I know how terrible that sounds but you should know it was a measured violence. [Read More]