What happened to the money squirrelled away through seasons? The money Husband and I had saved to secure our daughter’s future.

We visited the solicitor. ‘The ex may have a case,’ she said. ‘You didn’t stipulate ownership of money when contracts were signed.’ My mouth fell open. The solicitor’s advice: ‘Employ a barrister to take the case to court.’

The reason we did not put a clause in the contract: Laura was to be a wife, The Boyfriend our son – in the eyes of the law. We would not unbalance the scales of their union to treat our daughter separate from him. We made no stipulation when purchasing the house, when contracts were drawn, when keys were handed over. We made no stipulation that we paid money and he did not. Husband was against going to court, against employing a barrister. ‘Enough money has have flowed down that drain,’ he said.

The Betrayer, The Ex-boyfriend, hid behind his mother, hid behind his solicitor. Half of our investment he received, half of our investment he stole. Laura grew stronger fed by his greed. And for that I was grateful.

Laura put on her nurse’s uniform, her mascara, and lipstick. She sprayed herself with particles of perfume. She reported for work. Her career as a nurse had started. Her new life had begun. Laura bought new clothes, went to parties with friends old and new. She had recovered. She  blossomed. Such a striking, attractive girl. I know, all mothers think that of their child. But she was, she was stunning.

Sadly, Laura’s career as an alcoholic was also about to begin.

Addict Child by Lesley Sefton buy on amazon

I am the mother of two adult daughters, both much loved and cared for. The eldest thought she could handle social drinking and party drugs, she could not. There is a journey addicts relate to - their journey. As a mother I have healed through the written word. This is my journey.

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