My parents never talk about how they got together you would think they never had any history before their children were born. Hearing my father mention sharing his history with my mother immediately gets my attention.
"Okay," I nod my head as I allow him to lead me away from the sink, he pulls a chair out for me and I sit down, my eyes impatiently gazing at him.
He sits down, his hands stretched out on top of the table, the look in his eyes tells me he is trying to think of where to start. He anxiously rubs the back of his neck and lets out a sigh.
"Your mother and I met when we were young, we went to the same school and she was one of the prettiest girls there coming from a wealthy family and I was one of the kids that others looked down upon."
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