My Anne
My Anne It all started very innocently, after another row with her mom my d_aughter Anne came to stay with me for a few extra days. Just like on so many other occasions the storm would settle down and eventually everything would go back to normal, or so I thought. But this time it was different and in hindsight I should have known better. By the way I’m Scott; we married far too young and of course got divorced after 13 mostly happy years. The breakup was a little messy but that’s the way life...