Chapter Twelve

“What the hell am I supposed to do then? You think this is easier on me? All my life, I have always thought my father was a saint. I thought that he was the best thing life gave to me. You have to understand that he is my father, there is no other way that I could have possibly seen him. There was just no other way. When I found out who he was, it broke my world more than it did to yours. This was someone that I believed in, someone I fought my brother for when he said demeaning things about him! This was someone I put all of my faith and trust in. Yes, my sad story is not supposed to move you but do you think it is my fault? You are so unbelievable and it just hurts because I thought that you of all people would understand it. You would see that it is not my fault and neither is it my brother’s fault but no. You are blinded by your own personal hate, you are blinded by your rage and it is so sad that you are” she said to me.

“First you tell me your sob story and then you think you ca