No summer fun. Summer was spent doing the lawns at my house, my grandparents houses and my grandfather's small rental property. I was told to shut up and deal with it, because someday I would inherit the property and was just earning the right to deserve it. We took one family vacation in my youth, because we supposedly couldn't afford to take any. Turns out the readon we couldn't afford to do anything was that the Christian school my mother worked at paid her less than a starting public school teacher, even with decades of experience. The preacher scared her so bad that she was giving 110% of her pay back to them in offerings. Two years before she died, she just up and sold off all the properties and I found she gave 90% of the money to the same gid damned church.
So summer vacations and fun are a real sore spot for me. I should have been a druggie and a royal pain in the ass instead.
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