Me: He does not deserve a picture of me. I don’t want him to know what I look like.
Mother: Send him one so you can put it in his face how pretty you are.
Me: Why, So he can find me easier?
Mother: No. So he gives you a share of all his money.
Dear Tara,
Consider my home to be a place, where when you want to come here, you will be welcome.
Doubt that the stars are fire;
Doubt that the sun doth move;
Doubt truth to be a liar;
But never doubt I love,
Love me little, love me long,
Is the burden of my song.
Constant love is moderate ever,
And it will through life preserve.
I miss you, love you, and would love to have a photo of you I could put on my wall with the two I have of you younger.
Love and kisses,
Dad
I do NOT want to see that man
I do NOT want to talk to that man
I don’t want ANYTHING to do with that man
. . . but I DO want & deserve the money that is rightfully mine
Should I send him a picture?