There Would Be Food Tomorrow
A brand-new car lease.
Vacations to Florida and to Cabo.
Jewelry.
An investment portfolio.
And regular payments to a high-end cosmetic dermatology clinic.
While my daughter saved half a dinner roll for her evening meal, my mother had been spending the money I sent to feed her on cosmetic injections for her own face.
Chapter 13 — First, Be Her Father
Our attorney insisted on thorough documentation of everything, including the harm itself, and so I took Maya to a physician for a full examination.