Monday, October 19, 2015

Vignette: Crisps

What did he do? He drove me to a potato chip factory right in the middle of all of this. I remember zoning out watching little slices of potatoes boil in oil. I was ready to bust through the glass and join them. To this day I can't look at a potato chip.

Did you ever tell him how you felt?

No.

Why not?

Because he was a complete stranger.

I thought he was going to kill us to get out of child support.

Why was that?

My mother never said anything good about him and always complained and worried about money even though she married a millionaire.

How does that make you feel?

Like kicking ass.

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