When I think of my parents together, I see them beside this staircase. My big father is leaning on my little mother. Sweat pours from his usually ruddy face, now white with pain, as he holds one arm in the other.
I am horrified and fascinated, for I think one arm has fallen off inside his denim shirt.
How does the narrator’s father’s injury affect the narrator in this excerpt?
It helps her understand why he has to leave home often.
It helps her understand why he works so hard.
It shapes the way she remembers the size of her home.
It shapes the way she remembers her parents.
Sweat pours from his usually ruddy face, now white with pain, as he holds one arm in the other. Â I am horrified and fascinated, for I think one arm has fallen off inside his denim shirt
