And with that he left. Our sadness wasn't for Dad leaving; we, or at least I, never knew him very well. He was just the person who came home once in ... while from work and lived in our house. Except for a monthly check and gifts for all our birthdays we never heard of him again. "Robert," Mom called a few days later. "Come here my sweetie."I came to her bedside. I guess I was Mom's favorite, if you call it that. Being quiet and shy, I didn't have many friend and I liked to read and help around. After the coffee, my parents didn’t care to ask about Pooja and suggested to marry again and to a Muslim girl, this time. I denied to them completely and said I am very happy with my wife Pooja.They ignored my answer and went on to say that the girl and her family would visit us in half an hour. I was really angry after hearing that and asked them to call that family visiting us and ask them not to come. To which my dad said that they’re his friends and he can’t do that. And then they suggested. More

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