“No,” I interrupted. “You weren’t. That’s what always confused me. You used to take me to the beach every day. We built a home gym and worked out together. Every goddamn memory that I have of you is a good one. But then you up and left for no fucking reason, and I hated you for it. You don’t know how many times I wished that you were an asshole so that I wouldn’t have to miss you so damn much. What is so damn different about your new family that you could make it work with them and not me?”
