The Day I Kissed An Older Man by Cher the Cherished

"Huh? Did I raise you just so you could talk back to me like this? And don't get me started on your job! It's not even a proper job!
You're just exchanging five or six hours a day for a monthly salary of four hundred dollars! What's the point of that?
"And what's even worse is the whole world now knows I let my daughter go work as an errand girl! Do you know what my friend
Neal said to me the last time we had coffee? He said that no matter how busy I am with my career, I should take good care of my
daughter. I shouldn't let you run around and do this kind of work. I didn't know how to respond to him. Should I have said that my
daughter was eager to experience hardships?"
Rita knew where her father stood in society. He would not be particularly understanding of the work of grassroots journalists like
her, but she never imagined that her father would think of her like this.
"I'm doing the work of a journalist; it's a legitimate job. If you have nothing good to say about it, you can just keep quiet. I don't
expect you to understand me anymore. Instead of wasting time thinking about all that, why don't you focus more on finding out
why your wife and her daughter are so hellbent on wrongly accusing me of stealing a bangle? Dad, you really disappoint me."
After saying that, Rita did not even look back. She just left the mansion.
Vince, holding back his anger, had nowhere to vent, so he could only
ret
angrily scold Karen, "Did you baselessly accuse my daughter? From the day you moved in here, warned you not to have any
ulterior motives toward her! After living a comfortable life for so many years, have you forgotten how you crawled out of that slum
back then? Let me tell you: if I could bring you out against all odds back then, I can also put you back in that place now."
Karen cried pitifully. "Vince, what are you saying? How can you suspect me just because Rita said a few
words? Today's dinner party is so e important, so how could I do such a childish thing? I'm not a child, you know? Have I ever
made any mistakes in all these years I've been married to you? And now just because of what your daughter said, you turn and
suspect me..."
Feeling annoyed by her tears, Vince did not console her. He stormed back into his study. When he was alone, he carefully took
out a framed photo he had kept for a long time from the drawer.
In the frame was an old photo of him and another woman. The woman's face looked familiar, and upon closer inspection, bore
some resemblance to Rita. This woman was his first wife-Taya Rose.

When Rita was born, Vince decided to include the syllable 'Ta' from his wife's name in her name. That was just how in love Vince
and Taya were in love with each other. He had hoped that his daughter would resemble her mother more, but he never thought
Rita would lose her mother forever at such a young age.
"Taya, is it because I am an
irresponsible father, and that's why our daughter has grown up to be so rebellious? Recently, I kept asking, myself whether I
should've married I Karem in the first place. Do you blame me too? I just wanted Rita to have a mother, but I did a poor job, and
she still refuses to call Karen 'Mom'. If I hadn't done this, maybe Rita wouldn't be so rebellious." Sah th FndNovl.nt website
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