Chapter Eleven

River

I run out of my room and down the stairs to my father’s study, where I know he will be with a bourbon in hand. “Why did you lie to me all these year’s father? Why did you tell me she left us because of me?”

My father just looks at me like I have lost my mind. “You don’t want to come at me, little girl, because I will hurt your feelings worse than knowing your pieces of shit mother didn’t leave you for drugs.”

“Why didn’t you just kick me out with her, I ask him?”

“Because that bitch wasn’t getting a dime of my money and I knew if you went with her, I would have to pay that bitch half of my pay. But River, didn’t you have a good life? Here you have a jeep, a roof over your head and food to eat. Forgive me for not being here because I must work.”

“No, father, let's be real with each other for once. You are never here because you can’t stand to be in the same house as me. You keep me as a go fuck you to my mother. But we both know you hated me more than you did her? But wh