Parents at my age-

Well, my mother at my age was fixing to adopt my little brother. Then a few years later she adopted him and raised him until he was an adult. They moved quite a bit, but at least my mom was there for him. She went to all his football games and graduations. She bent over backwards for him. When she was my age, she was concerned about my little brother’s welfare.

See, my real dad and my mom divorced,  a long time ago. So, I can only guess what he was doing when he was my age. He lived in Pensacola FL. Last I heard, he was a car salesman. He would bring a different car home every night. He told me stories about how he’d drive classic muscle cars such as the mustang, which for the time was a pretty cool car. He said he drove a lot of different cars because he had to test the cars out, before he sold them to people, which makes sense. Then, once he met Barbara, he settled down and was only with her. The end. Thank you for reading.

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