The Divorce Test
Language: en
On my first day of kindergarten, my mother pulled out a small, green booklet. "Hazel, from now on, only Mommy will be picking you up after school." I instantly understood what that meant. Crying, I ran forward and hugged my father, who was packing his bags. "Daddy! I don't want you and Mommy to get a divorce!" "I want to ride on Daddy's shoulders! I want to go to the amusement park with both of you!" But no matter how much I begged, the father who usually spoiled me rotten just yanked me away with a dark expression and walked straight out the door. My classmates constantly mocked me for…