Who's Your Daddy?

Who’s Your Daddy?

Kim’s Story: A short story

The story before the story

I’ve always loved my father, at one point I loved him inconceivably more than I loved my mother. My father was my hero even though he was hardly around and the only times I do remember him being around mostly consist of him beating my mother to a pulp. My father was a good man, though he had his faults. He was a very smart man and a killer with the ladies or so my mother said. My mother loved my father or maybe she was too scared not to I don’t really know. They had been together for two years before they had their first daughter, my older sister Sarah and four years later they had me. So there we were Jim my dad, Valarie my mom, Sarah my older sister and me Kim. Hi! This is my story.