#faceticus

the loud noises and the shouting from the trailer yard had shirley on edge. it was just her and josie in the trailer, as dallas had gone to do god’s what, and she was nervous. the popping noises - one that can only be interpreted as gunshots from the distance (though not far enough in the distance), followed by shouting - even more shouting! josie was constantly having fits, as the noises scared her and her papa wasn’t there to hold her like he normally was when this kind of stuff happened. she was in her crib, fussing her little lungs out, beautiful green eyes filled with tears and cheeks splotched with red, hair still a mess and only clad in her diaper. the sound of their front door opening caused shirley to stand up defensively and aim a pillow at the intruder - only to see dallas. “god, you scared the fuck out of me.” cussing in front of her daughter? not good.