Her son’s father doted on her boy, spoiling him rotten when he took every minute of visitation he was entitled to, but he wasn’t really interested in the nuts and bolts of parenting. We developed a friendship, taking lunch together most days. Her son was her world. Being a single mom was hard but her son was her world. She said all the right things: she would die for him, every sacrifice was worth it, his needs always come first before her own.
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