I Let Them Use My Money Until They Fed My Son a Hotdog

it a “family bonding opportunity.”

I didn’t go.

Noah had strep. Plus I couldn’t afford it. Which was funny.

Not funny.

You know.

The kind.

What They Thought of My Son

Noah’s father left when Noah was three.

That’s the short version.

Long version: he discovered fatherhood wasn’t fun when there were pediatric inhalers and daycare closures and no audience for continue reading …