“Feline is my daughter,” Papa said, and I just laughed hard. He was kidding me.
Seriously, do you think that I will believe that s**t?” I said while laughing hard. Feline averted her eyes from me, and Papa’s palm bowed.
“You’re going to hit the woman without a panama on my mother. Are you sick?” Dad came over to me and grabbed my arm tightly, the evil look on my face.
You have no idea what I am doing. You know nothing, so you have no right to speak!” I stretched my arm back and looked at Dad.
“I will say what I want to, because first of all, I am your child. Secondly, you are abusing Mama. Your son is out here, with his mother in this household.” I am questioning my father. Why not?
Why don’t they take them away? They have to squeeze themselves into someone else’s house. You didn’t ev
