"Wade was about a year older than me, but due to my skipping classes, I spent little time in the same class with him. However, he seemed to hate me from the moment he laid eyes on me, observing and knowing that I only had my dad by then," Roger began to recount.
"He had his mom, something I always desired, and he never ceased to rub it in my face until one day when I forced Molly to take me to the park against Dad's will. There, I met Wade with his mother, again."
"I couldn't let him rub it in my face, so I grabbed Molly's hand and bragged that she was my mother, but to be honest, I loved the feel of it, and it became a new beginning for Molly and me. She treated me like a son, and I tried to make her the happiest mother."
Karen sighed. "That's sweet but not enough reason for yo
