The van died again in November, and we couldn't afford to fix it, so we were driving Doug's mom's car as she had knee replacement and couldn't drive anyway. Then Doug lost his job... I was already not speaking to Yvonne because I couldn't tolerate her lack of compassion for me losing my dad, "how do you think I feel?" is her pat response to whatever someone else is feeling. I hate the world without Dad!!
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