Phoned your Doorbell several times, but no one answered. Bastard, she said with sudden savagery. ****. Your father? Lying ****. He promised he'd explain everything to you. It was his decision He never stopped complaining about the money. The day I was supposed to see you, he picked me up from school. I thought he was, making sure I showed up on time I thought you'd lied to me and finked to him about my coming late. I was furious at you. But instead of heading to your office, he drove the other way into the Valley. Over to this miniature golf course this Family Fun Center. Arcades, batting cages, all that junk. He parks, turns off the engine, says to me: You need quality time with your dad, not hundred-buck-an-hour baby-sitting with some quack. She bit her lip. Doesn't that sound a little like he was jealous of you?


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