So my parents divorced, and later still worked together in another pastry shop my dad had hired. Could write a book just concerning this period of my lives. Maybe I will. In any case, one day, at age twenty one, I got a refer to. My parents went bankrupt. They had lost all of it. My dad had mismanaged his finances and bailiffs came to buy everything may. They were not really bright as they massacred substantial gaz oven that will present blown people to whitening strips. So my parents were poor. I felt poor as very.
