His Secret Fortune and Her Sweet Revenge

Late that night, I was crouched in the back kitchen, cleaning pork intestines.

Out of nowhere, I got a phone call from my daughter, ten years in the future.

After a brief jolt of surprise, I finally confirmed that the person on the other end really was my daughter, Lila Abbott.

"Sweetheart, ten years from now, Daddy's illness is better, right? And you got into the college you wanted, and our whole family is living happily together."

"Tell Mommy, quick—did you get into Southgate University?"

Lila went quiet for a long moment, and then, all at once, she burst into sobs.