My Saintly Father Tried to Destroy Me

What it’s about

My dad, Sebastian Miller, was a total "saint."

When I was a kid, he made me give some bread to a homeless man down the street.

The man grabbed me and groped me under my clothes. I ran home, sobbing hysterically.

But Sebastian just shrugged it off. "So what if he touched you a little? He didn't mean any harm. He just likes kids."

"We live in a civilized country. What could he possibly do to you?"

When I was ten, Sebastian threw his back out. A neighbor came over, asking him to help move some heavy furniture.

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