Raising College Money
Date: 9/14/2018, Categories: Taboo, Author: el_henke, Source: LushStories
“Bye, Dad! I'm going to school,” my daughter shouted, “and don't stay in bed all too long, you hear me?” A few frustrated groans no one could hear left my throat before I turned around and tried to enjoy a few more minutes – or in my case usually hours – of sleep. Before long, I felt the blanket being torn off me. My daugther's tone was rather pissed: “I mean it!” “What the fuck? It's not even noon,” I yelled with a broken, incomprehensible voice. She yanked the curtains open, letting the morning sun light up my room. As a reaction to the bright light, I flipped my body around so I didn't face the window and held my hand before my eyes. “Fuck! Keep those curtains closed!” I yelled. “No! It's almost nine in the morning, Dad!” She definitely had inherited the temper of her mother. As she wanted to walk over to my bed and tear me out of it, I heard the distinct noise of a foot hitting a glass bottle. Oh man. She spared me nothing this morning. “Have you been drinking?! Again?! Dad! You're impossible! Not only am I the only one in this house working and bringing money home, no, if you keep wasting my savings like this I'm never gonna make it to college by the end of next year's summer!” Of course she was right – to some extend at least. There had been better times indeed. Times when out of love I married her mother, turning down a once-in-a-lifetime million-dollar job offer for that. And what had love brought me? A costly divorce, losing my not-so-well-paid desk job, and a ...