My Dad Left My Mom With 10 Kids for a Younger Woman From Church – 10 Years Later, He Called Mom Asking to Be a Family Again, but I Taught Him a Lesson

Then there was a backyard wedding. Small, “respectful,” according to my dad. Carol in a pale blue dress, smiling like she’d won something.

Once she took my mom’s chipped coffee mug out of my hand.

She loved saying, “We bonded through grief,” like it was some epic love story.

From day one, she went after anything continue reading …