My mother was a wretched woman for leaving our family, but I was no better than her for setting it all in motion.
When Dad turned to drinking to handle the sudden grief, I comforted him. When the truth slipped out and everything came crashing down, he comforted me.
And when the lines began to blur, so did the lengths of our relationship. I was the one who was there for Daddy, and he was the one who was there for me. From that point onwards, it was determined that we’d always be there for each other.” DRIVE
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