Paul shouted obscenities as he kicked at the door. "You are going to pay for what you said," he roared. He was strong, and the thin wood could only resist him for so long. Eventually, it began to splinter, and his foot appeared in the bedroom.
When Clark saw the wood splinter inward, he began to cry, and he pressed his face into his mother's neck. Nancy looked to Crystal, shook her head, and smiled bitterly. "See? I told you. He won't believe me. He would rather believe that woman."
Crystal shook her head. Until that moment, she had not fully understood what a bastard Paul really was.
The next kick was the straw that broke the proverbial camel's back. The door burst open, and Paul rushed in. His eyes were red from anger, and when he turned to Nancy, Crystal could see that he had murder on his mind.
Crystal immediately stepped in front of Paul. She spread her arms to protect Nancy and Clark, but Paul grabbed her and threw her across the room.
