My other dad

Date: 7/8/2019

I'm in a living room with superfluous things all surrounding my "Dad" and I. Actually we're in the kitchen. He's white. His hair is grey and he seems like a wealthy business man. He's on the phone speaking about business. Suddenly I'm overcome with the urge to ask him why he never sent me to college if he had so much money. But then it dawns on me that he never forced me to do anything, even though it felt like he neglected me. Tears are rolling down my face and he hugs me but I've already realized why he never sent me to school.