MY DAD TOOK ME TO PROM IN A WHEELCHAIR — THE NEXT DAY, A $10,000 MYSTERY CHECK SHOWED UP IN OUR MAILBOX
After my parents split and my mom passed away, I had to move in with my dad—the man she always warned me about. “He’ll never grow up,” she used to say. “A hopeless loser.” So yeah, I didn’t exactly expect much. Living with him was… odd. He’d sneak out late at night sometimes. I didn’t…