“ I had a cereal bar and a banana at breakfast. But probably won’t eat lunch cause I’m just not feeling like food would be a good idea. She wouldn’t let us call, said if she caught us FaceTiming or whatever she’d take our phones. I hate her I fucking hate her! She started drinking after you left, I mean like 4-5 glasses of wine a night or going to her little mixers or whatever. Coming home with a different guy every night, I’m pretty sure she’s an all around slut! “ Taylor said as she hugged her dad again she didn’t want to go back to her moms ever, although she was in her early twenties she’d always be her daddy’s baby girl. If she’d had a chance to say something when the divorce was finalized she would have chosen to live with her dad over her mom and taken her sister with her.