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My Dad Left When I Was Three, at His Funeral, I Was Shocked to Find Out What He Left Me in His Will!
I grew up convinced my dad walked out on me without a backward glance—no calls, no cards, no weekend visits. He was a rumor with a first name, and Mom’s mantra was always, “Don’t ask about him—he made his choice.” I stopped asking. When I was seven, I found a sealed envelope with my name scrawled on it. I brought it to Mom; she yanked it away and ordered me to throw it in the trash. “It’s from him,” she snapped. “You know who.” I watched it disappear and let go of any hope he’d ever remembered me. At twelve,…
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