I was only eight years old when I lost my mother. After a long battle with cancer, she passed away, leaving my father and me to face the world on our own. From that day forward, my dad became both my mother and my father. He worked as a cabinet maker, spending long hours in dusty workshops so I could have the life he believed I deserved.
Money was always tight. Our little house was old, the roof leaked whenever it rained, and every unexpected expense felt like a disaster.
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