I never celebrate Easter. I hate it; when I was little, maybe four years old, my dad kidnapped us and it is one of my lingering memories of a childhood not worth repeating, and my very dear friend, Father Victor, died on Easter. It is my least favorite holiday.
When the most memorable family vacation is the one when your dad kidnapped you, you had a shitty childhood.
When the most memorable family vacation is the one when your dad kidnapped you, you had a shitty childhood.
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