out, grabbed the broom and struck my dad across his back with all my might.
My dad let go of my mom and turned in my direction; I threw down the broom and ran back to the bathroom, locking the door. I got dressed and left through the other door, which led to my sister’s room. She hid me in her wardrobe. I didn’t know what my dad would do to me if he found me.
After a while my sister let me out of the wardrobe; I was crying inconsolably. She tried her best to comfort me and allowed me to spend the night in her bed.
The next morning my mom came to fetch me. She told me not to worry, as my dad had sobered up and wouldn’t do me any harm. For the next few weeks he gave me a wide berth.
We carried on as if nothing had happened, but incidents like that one made it more and more difficult for me at home. After my two older brothers and sister had left school, only Len and I remained. When he decided to leave school during his matric year to join the police force, I couldn’t stand the idea of remaining behind on my own.
Two years later I was back in Springs, but this time as a constable at the Springs police station, and no longer as a boy in my dad’s home.
[1] Fictitious name
[2] Fictitious name
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