Favorite Child

Date: 6/3/2016

My dad's girlfriend texted me a horrible message responding to a question I asked (and don't remember). Instead of being nice, she spoke about how I was jealous for not being my dad's favorite child anymore. I told her that she couldn't do this, couldn't try and drive a wedge between my young sister and I. I went on about how nasty she was being and before I could press the send button, my dad and his girlfriend walked into the apartment. When she asked something catty and talked about telling my dad what I had asked, (which I remember as being something stupid like what they were doing on a particular day,) I responded something like, "Go ahead, why don't you tell my father about the nasty things you send. And while we're on the subject, why don't you show him the text you sent me earlier." Then I woke up happy that I didn't stoop to her level while getting a few nice quips into the conversation.