“There is no Dad money,” she said.
“It’s me. Overtime. Second job. Plasma. Everything.”
$400/month x 14 years = $67,200.
She funded my whole childhood and blamed a ghost.
Dad never sent a dollar.
She just didn’t want me to hate him.
Or feel like we had nothing.
I graduated. $74,000 job now.
First check? I gave her $20,000.
“Child support,” I said. “From your son.”
She cried. “I wasn’t owed that.”
Yes, you were. For 14 years.