MISS GOLD DIGGER
"Your dad never showed up at my mom's burial; in fact, the last time I saw your father was a few months before your first birthday; he came home, and Betty was waiting for him in the car. I thought it was their usual drop-off at home, but this time, he picked up his remaining things at home, and without a single word, they drove off; he never called, not even once; he didn't want you when you were a kid; he might not want you now, Charm."
By the time Mom was done with her story, I was practically in tears. She tried consoling me, but I pushed her off and ran into my room. I cried bitterly that night. How could she not tell me all this while? I remember all I put her through, and I cried even