"It would be great if Carly got pregnant by him. What child support she'd get! She's a lucky girl. Maybe she'll manage."

I practically dragged myself to the kitchen without saying a word. I was too hurt—physically and emotionally—to argue with them.

When the tears started falling, I grabbed an onion and began chopping, sitting at the table. While thinking about what to make for dinner, I let the sadness mix with the sulfur being released.

When the door opened and I saw Simone, I felt a ...