I strode toward the courthouse exit.Noah ran in front of me and, for the first time in years, awkwardly opened both arms."Dad, I know lying is wrong, so I told the truth. When I used to cry, you always hugged me. Why won't you hug me now?"Dad.The word sounded almost unfamiliar.Noah hadn't called me that in years.Ever since he believed I deliberately let him get sick to impress his mother, he had called me useless instead.There had been a time when I dreamed of hearing him call me Dad again.There had been a time when I tried everything I could think of to repair our relationship.But that day, when I had fallen to the floor unable to see, he hadn't recognized my pain at all.Instead, he had kicked the damaged part of my back again and again.From that moment on, I stopped expecting anything from him.He didn't deserve my love as a father.Not even though he was my own flesh and blood.I didn't answer Noah's request for a hug and tried to walk around him.Marissa s
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