I now realize what those on the Ho Chi Min trail must've felt like. I was walking to my own death. Being herded into the showers like so many war time Jews. They may be extreme comparisons but, fuck you, I was scared. The silence of my father made my conscience bleed.
Parents suck like that.
They know when you want them to ignore you, so they yell. They know just when you want them to yell so they ignore you. They do that to keep us off balance. When we crossed back into the hell store, my dad told the sales lady what I had done. She didn't really care.