– When you were born I was nineteen years old which lets us with the fact that I was fourteen when your brother was born. So when I had you I felt empty, I never loved your father and he never loved me, he was sixteen when we got married, and we felt like our lives were over, we were forced to marriage, and after a while we ended up hating each other, so the day I was released out of the hospital I took the decision that I wasn’t going back, that’s why I didn’t even wanted to see you. And when I left I finally started to live the life I’ve always wanted, I have a new family now, and that family is made out of love, this family was made out of hate and resentment.- Not exactly the “I always regretted my decision and wanted to come back for you” answer I was expecting, but at least it gives me a reason, an answer as to why my life was so miserable and that’s all I needed, one reason.

            – So, do you have any more kids?- Paris asks

            – Yes, I have. You two have a sister, France, and two brothers, Brooklyn and Dallas.-

            – Brooklyn and Dallas? do you really like Brooklyn that much? And Dallas?.-

            – Oh no, well not that I liked them so much, but I found those names quite lovely.- Paris and I, are trying desperately not to laugh.

            – How old are they?-

            – The oldest one is Dallas, he’s fifteen, then France she thirteen, and Brooklyn is eleven.-

            – Nice! But I have one more question, if you are married to another guy, why is your last name still Miller?-

            – Well I do like that last name and I think it fits better with my name, I wasn’t about to change it for my husbands last name, Grant. I don’t like it, Miller is more fashionable.-

            – Yes it is.- I say, I don’t like Grant either.

            – I think is time for you to tell me more about your life Sydy, I’ve heard a bit from Paris, but I want to hear about you.-