Pfff, well... daughter of Martin. Where do I start. 9 weeks without a visit when martin was at his worse on the feeding tube, just a "are we going anywhere today?" phone call. And when I said "No your dad is a bit tired today" I got the "Oh, I won't bother coming then".
GRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRR
I could write a novel about the lack of consideration care and love she has/is showing. But I have better things to worry about, like making sure Martin continues to improve.
Oh, she is a 17 year old school drop out who lives with her mum a 15 minute walk away. No school, no job, so what is the excuse for never coming to say "hello Dad, how are you feeling,..."
I don't know. Teenagers are very strange.