Today's OneWord: Raise

When I told her the truth, out of the corner of my eye, I saw my father raise his hand. For a brief, terrifying moment, I thought he was going to slap me. But he didn't. Instead, he reached for a glass on the middle shelf of the kitchen cabinet, when he then promptly filled with peanut butter-flavored whisky that he had won as a gift from a holiday raffle.

My mother didn't blink at first, which caught me off guard.