The previous Sunday marked a year that my mother was buried. My father has already moved on and has a girlfriend. This man sends food from our house to this woman’s place and we’ll be starving at home but will report us to our neighbors when he gets home and there is no food. Two days ago, my brother called me to tell me that my dad said we should both look for a job because he can’t take care of us anymore. It’s funny because he hasn’t paid any of our fees since my mom died and now he’s bold enough to tell us to find our way. God will take care of my brother and I.