“You were a stubborn, ungrateful girl who thought she knew better than her father.

I gave you a roof, and you joined the Air Force like a common delinquent.”

“I built a life,” I said quietly.

“You built nothing,” he said.

“You’ve been living on government charity for fifteen years because you couldn’t survive in the real world.”

“Is that what you tell your insurance clients?” I asked.

“I tell them the truth,” Gerald said.

“And if you show your face at the rehearsal dinner tonight, I’ll make sure every person at table one knows exactly what you are.”