Lydia martinez

Broke Family

My mother, Summer, and my father, James, were never the love story people imegine when they think of parents. Their story begn with pain, long before I was born. My mother was young, vulnerable, and trapped in a relationship where love had been replaced by fear. He drank, disappeared with friends, came home angry, violent, irrational. And my mother, with a child from a previous marriage, endured everything in silence.