A Brush with Revenge
Language: en
I laughed when I saw my biological father posting from a nursing home: "My daughter is holding a grudge about being beaten as a child, what should I do?" It was 3 AM on the other side of the ocean. Insomniac, I was scrolling through my phone mechanically when I spotted a familiar profile picture. It was my dad. I checked the IP address. Confirmed. The post included a photo of the nursing home's gray, peeling walls: Worked hard to put my daughter through her PhD, only for her to run off to a foreign country and never return. I've been paralyzed for ten years. My only wish is to see…