My daughter, Naomi Hartman, suffered sudden heart failure and needed immediate surgery.I bolted home and asked my wife, Heather Conner, for the bank card where I had been saving money for Naomi's surgery. I had been depositing money into that account every month, so there should have been at least 13 thousand dollars in there, excluding interest.Heather was squatting on the balcony, hand-washing underwear for Jared Winters, the impoverished college student she had been sponsoring.When I asked for the card, she tossed the underwear into the basin, frowned, and spat, "No money!"A regular surgery costs a few thousand dollars at most, so what surgery is that, costing more than ten thousand dollars?"Jared's birthday is coming up in a few days. I booked a birthday package for him at a hotel, so the card's empty."This isn't Naomi's first episode either, so get the doctor to prescribe some pills and stop being dramatic."I fixed her with a deadly stare and gritted my teeth as I de
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