When she came home for the holiday, boy, had she changed.
I didn’t recognize her. She had a Gucci bag, Prada shoes, and a Pierre Cardin watch. She talked about all the celebrities she had met, the famous people she had made commercials with, and her roles in prime time TV. Not once, did she ask how I was doing.
Despite all her name dropping, I gave my daughter a hug. She had grown up to become a very superficial person, but I love her anyway.