Andrew
Once again, my dad's "Do you have a minute?" phone call spanned two hours and three different unpleasant subjects.
Once again, my dad's "Do you have a minute?" phone call spanned two hours and three different unpleasant subjects.
The feelings of resentment started when my younger sister got her 10-speed bike at the same time that I did.
My speech actually ended with a mental "Screw you," to all the boys who would never screw me.