There were no bottles of alcohol.
And no meals were being thrown outside.
On our fifth day in our new home, he apparently found us.
And when he tried to come in, our neighbor, a detective, was there.
He was there the next time my dad tried.
As well as the next time my dad tried.
And on his last attempt, the detective was there as my mama handed him divorce papers.
That was the last time I saw my dad.
Thankfully.
He’s now on wife number five. Or he was... now it’s wife number six.
But my dad made the mistake one year and tried to get her to take him back... however, my stepdad, that detective, said something to him and he left us alone.
And well, my mom and stepdad... that was a story for a different day.
***
I had thought that everything that happened with my dad when I was a little girl was the most horrible thing I would ever have to endure... but apparently, I was wrong.
So, so, so freaking wrong.
***
I walked out of the doctor’s office and tried to keep it together until I got in my car and got home.
And when I got home, I closed the front door, leaned back against it, and fell to my ass, and for the first time since I was eight years old... I didn’t stop the tears that were cascading down my cheeks.
Because having diabetes wasn’t enough.
‘Wow, you are cool.” 90% people will read that in a sarcastic voice.’
– WTF fun fact #315
Chapter 1
Lila
“Nice stash.” Harlee snickered.
I winked at her.
Tatum snickered.
Harlee reached for the Snickers, unwrapped it, and then shoved the whole thing in her mouth.
Talia snorted, “You get a lot of practice on shoving little things in your mouth... don’t you?”
Harlee smirked, “Well... I wouldn’t say it’s little. I mean... how big would you call it if it takes up my mouth, and both fists?”
Talia gaped, then she gagged, “Ew! I don’t need to know anything about what my brother is packing. Gross!”
