Please Note: 100% fiction!
It’s been 15 years since he left me to fend for myself and my brother. Father of the Year he was. I was just 15 when he left. No note, phone call, nothing, just walked out and never returned.
Then two weeks ago, I received a phone call from a woman – Pauline – informing me my father just passed and I should come and collect his things. Why hadn’t I pieced this together sooner? Of course he was here – the house with the giant spider web – my grandfather’s lake house. The better question is why didn’t he come back for us?
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This is Another Story 
Great fictional story. The truth for many I assume.
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I don’t doubt that this is a reality for many out there.
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There’s a bigger story behind this one, I can feel it between the lines. From ‘father of the year’ to a runaway father. Fascinating, and intriguing.
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That “Father of the year” was meant to be a sarcastic thought by the narrator. I doubt he was ever that kind of a father but yes, there’s definitely a bigger story.
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