Old Man twist by Littlewing 1957
Old Man Twist watched his wife as she returned to the kitchen after Ennis Del Mar left with 2 shirts in a paper bag. Mr. Twist noticed that his wife had tears in her eyes. He wanted to comfort her, but didn’t quite know how.
Mr. Twist sat in his chair and spat into his cup. He had to constantly remind himself that he wasn’t a bad father to Jack, or an abusive husband to his wife. He didn’t care what anyone else thought! He wanted to be at peace with himself.
“I provided for my family!” Old Man Twist thought as he watched his woman prepare supper. “I’m not required to do anything else but make sure my wife and son are fed, and that they have a roof over their heads!” He pounded his fist on the table, causing Mrs. Twist to jump and drop a white plate. “What kind of father were you, Jack Twist?” He yelled to no one in particular as he rose from the table and headed outside…