“Now you don’t get access to the man you forced me to become.”
He said nothing.
So I turned and walked out.
My mother tried to stop me at the door. “He’s still your father. Can’t you find it in your heart to forgive?”
“He made his choice,” I said. “So did I.”
I walked out and got in Mason’s truck.
The drive back to Ohio was quiet. We stopped for gas and continue reading …