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I don’t remember these touching moments, nor do I recall any of the stories about him tossing a football with my brothers in the front yard.That’s why it was strange when he suddenly started paying attention to me.It was the mid-‘90s and the Internet was still something you had to access with dial-up and a shrink-wrapped CD from AOL.Any time I’d walk in while he was on the computer he’d immediately turn to face me. ” I could hear the telltale sound of the mouse clicking to minimize a screen. Once he finished, I pretended I wanted to get on Instant Messenger.My brothers started recording as soon as they hit the parking lot.The video camera focused on Dad’s car in the distance.
I needed to believe the lie and continue being the smiling daughter of a godly man.Mom took me to a doctor and he told me I had ulcers. My body turned against me and refused to give me my period.