A crisp, loud slap reverberated through the store, followed by a sharp question: "Why?"
Many people stared blankly at Sandra Morgan, who was holding her face, and the man in a suit standing in front of her. If their memory wasn't failing them, wasn't this Sandra Morgan's father, the Mayor of Morgan City?
Didn't he come in forcefully to support his daughter? Why would he hit his own daughter? What on earth was going on?
"Shut up!" Although the Mayor of Morgan City was in his fifties, he was in excellent shape, looking like he was in his early forties without any signs of aging.
"Dad, why did you hit me?" Sandra Morgan was in a state of confusion, unable to believe that the father who always adored her would raise a hand to slap her so hard.
