Grandpa sat across from me telling me about the fall out between him and his only child.
He said it all began when grandma passed away and mom went on a search for a new life of her own. She chose my douchebag of a father over my grandpa. He said he knew the day he met him that he wasn't right, something was off. I didn't tell him about the abuse yet, instead I just let him know mom needs to leave him.
"I'll let your mom know, you are more than welcome to live in my home." He said sighing and taking a bite of his overly priced sandwich.
Grandpa wanted to meet an old bistro that costed a fortune per meal, it was a very expensive place that I only passed by and held my breath by because I couldn't even afford to smell it's great scent.
Dad and mom make a lot together but they don't make
