My Dad Left When I Was Three—at His Funeral, I Was Sh0cked to Find Out What He Left Me in His Will

He left. That’s all that matters.”

“Did he… was he mean?”

She turned then, folding a towel hard. “He didn’t want us. He walked out. What more do you need to know?”

“But—”

“No ‘but,’” she snapped. “He’s not someone worth knowing.”