Nowadays, having a father is none that I want. I got betrayed hard, maybe I will get over it one day and forget him. Except that that day is far from being today.
I passed the summer with him, I had no complaints. Except for my mother, who, was scared to lose me, her only daughter left - my older sister died at birth and my mother still has a scar from it. She was right, right to be so scared. Honestly, I think every mother would feel that way. After all, I did abandon her, leaving her alone, totally alone.