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My mother\u2014the biological mother, the glamorous and manipulative one\u2014called last night. I had no choice but to answer to her inquiries, and commiserate with her mundane misfortunes. \u201cHe insists on carpet. That\u2019s fertile breeding grounds for dust mites. He can vacuum it, because I didn\u2019t want the carpet in the first place. Do you need curtains? Curtains are expensive here\u2026\u201d<\/p>\n

My father\u2014the biological father, the stoic and vengeful one\u2014never calls. Since his discovery of my scandalous love affair, his displeasure at my published work, we have not spoken. Our curt emails, once in a blue moon, are all business. We talk RESPs, we talk money. He doesn\u2019t want me back, and I\u2019m good with that. <\/p>\n

The first time I left him, I was five. He had divorced his wife, the biological mother, and was living with the new wife, the surrogate mother. A five-year-old is taxing.<\/p>\n

I guzzled energy like air conditioning. Perhaps I was too much for them. <\/p>\n

The discussion was brief, and very lacklustre, not the least dramatic. \u201cGo to your mother\u2019s apartment,\u201d he said. I said nothing. He opened the door. I stepped out. He locked the door. <\/p>\n

It was dark. The apartment corridor had no functioning light. Underneath my father\u2019s door was a bright white line. I stared at it. Then I put my hands in my pockets and ran down the stairs. <\/p>\n

My biological mother was surprised. Her plucked eyebrows disappeared into her bangs, and her pink lipstick made an O-shape. She offered me a bowl of raisins. I loved raisins. She put on Looney Tunes. I loved Looney Tunes. We were happy that night. <\/p>\n

The happiness quickly degenerated, at least on her part. \u201cGo back to your father,\u201d she shrieked, two weeks later. I cried a lot, but I had no fight. I let her open the door, I willingly walked out, and I let her lock the door behind me. <\/p>\n

Since I wasn\u2019t about to be evicted again, I begged my babysitter for shelter. Mrs. W. didn\u2019t know what to make of this. The hairy mole in her left eyebrow jerked up and down. Was this a game between my mother and me? What sort of mother would play such a game with her daughter? She could not understand, and neither could I. <\/p>\n

Just then a knock came on the door. \u201cI\u2019m not here,\u201d I mouthed to Mrs. W. Expertly, rapidly, and spurred by panic, I slid under the bed. Please, please, please, don\u2019t let her find me. <\/p>\n

My mother drags me out from under the bed. She\u2019s not pleased. I\u2019m terrified. Locking my wrist in an iron grip, she leads me to my father\u2019s apartment building. As I crawl up the stairs, a miserable little maggot, she does not follow. I do not look back.<\/p>\n

I am back in the dark corridor again, back in front of the bright white line. The light sears my retinas, but I am transfixed. I do not knock, I do not cry. My mother\u2019s heels click, click, and fade. <\/p>\n

Why didn\u2019t I push back? Why did I let them close doors in my face? Why didn\u2019t I stand up for myself? Say something, d*** it. You\u2019re five. They\u2019re your parents. Lonely nocturnal trips and bright white lines, those shouldn\u2019t happen. Stand up for yourself. Fight. <\/p>\n

I wasn\u2019t a fighter, but I am now. When no one is looking out for you, look out for yourself. Happiness doesn\u2019t fall out of the sky. You have to work for it. Squeeze out every drop of sweetness, because a lemon doesn\u2019t juice itself. <\/p>\n

The second time I left home, I was sixteen. Perhaps I was too much for them; perhaps they were too much for me. But this time, it was my choice, and on my terms. No bright white lines, no closing doors, and no fading heels. Just snow, wind, and a breath of lemon-scented air.<\/p>\n<\/div>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"

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