My Parents Gave Me Away to Save Their Marriage and Years Later My Mother Came Back for the Money She Thought Was Hers

into place.

“Uncle Richard already agreed,” my father added. “We called him last night.”

They had arranged my entire future without including me in a single conversation. I was twelve, not two. But apparently that distinction didn’t matter when it conflicted with their artistic aspirations.

“I’ll need to pack,” I said, and stood up from the table.

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