Getting a stepmother
“We’re getting married.”
It was the beginning of spring break when my dad broke the news. Our family had gone to Florida to hang out at the beach, and there he was, holding hands with his now-fiance. My stomach dropped; it was going to be a long week.
I didn’t dislike my dad’s girlfriend, but I wasn’t sure I was ready for her to join the family. Also, the engagement was a surprise to everyone, and some family members felt hurt. My mom had passed away when I was a kid, and some felt this decision was disrespecting my mom’s memory. Pretty soon, family members stopped talking to each other, and a rift began to open up. As for me, I kept either crying or getting mad and storming off every time my dad tried to talk to me.
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