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CHAPTER TWELVE
I
was always so lonely and never had any friends.
So, out of loneliness, one Sunday I was at Hope
Gardens, just walking around, when this young
man came up to me and said, “Hey, good-looking —
looks like you could use a friend.” And with those
words, that's how my other life started.
We sat down and talked, sharing stories. In a way, our
stories sounded similar — a stepson not loved by a
stepfather and being abused by him, so he left and lived
on his own. That reminded me of my own life. The only
difference was that I didn't have the courage or the
means to go out on my own. But that was all we had in
common.
After hours of talking, we said goodbye with a promise
to meet again. The second time, I told him of my little
girl, who by this time was a little over a year old. He
was very civilised about it. He took me to see where he
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