PART 2 – My Ex-Husband Was Living on the Streets

save mine.”

My father set down his glass.

“David Parker was always dramatic.”

“What happened with the scholarship fund?”

“The school handled it.”

“That isn’t an answer.”

“It’s the only one you need.”

I stared at him, waiting for something fatherly to appear. Concern. Confusion. Even annoyance would have been better than the stillness in his eyes.

“Did you continue reading …