How My Evil Step-Mother Became One Of My Favorite People

When I was six, my dad asked me what I wanted for my birthday. “A house of our own,” I told him. Even though I loved living with my grandfather and my single-father dad needed the help, I dreamed of living in a two-story house with a gabled roof and big porch. My mom wasn’t …

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