Five Sentence Fiction - Explosive

So being unfamiliar with the posting schedule of this really fun weekly writing prompt, I get to do another one in close succession. This week's theme is explosive. When I read that I immediately wanted to go check all my half done and false start flash pieces I had laying around (on my SD card ;).  I also started thinking about how this exercise is a real good way to distill these flash pieces down. That is how I came up with this week's story. So without further adieu here it is. Enjoy, and as always thanks for the read.

I could see his vein, you know the one just above his eye, that bulged every time that still of his wasn't doing what he thought it should be doing. I always found it best to make myself scarce when these situations arose. Pa hadn't given us much, it was barely a roof over our heads, and the treatment was nothing to be sought after, tempers flaring when it had anything to do with his moonshine. He had given us more than our Ma, who had brought herself to a sad state the last time I saw that vein of his act the way it was now. She had got herself blown up, thrown twenty feet off the kettle and scolded to death by the steam and mash, needless to say the hogs got their fill.