My dad is precisely like that. In an attempt to normalize the suffering she had been used to, she stated, “He believes in tough love.” Jason, however, was not persuaded. He came to the home one day while Amelia wasn’t there.
He was interested in learning more and figuring out what was going on. Curiosity overcame him as he visited the restroom Amelia used.
Her father had ordered she use the bar of soap, which he picked up. There was something strange about it.
His stomach roiled as he examined it more closely; it had an odd texture. There were tiny, almost perceptible holes embedded in the soap. As a terrible conclusion dawned on Jason, his heart began to race.
Jason faced Amelia with the soap in his hands and a pale face when she got home. He trembled as he continued, “Amelia, something is wrong with this.” “This goes beyond soap.”
Amelia grabbed the soap from him, looking at it for the first time, confused and scared. She had never considered questioning it or taking a careful look.
