Salty Lemonade

When I was in 3th grade, my friend and I were walking back to class. She was telling me about how she hated her new step father. I told her everything would be okay soon enough and that things would settle down in her house. She would adjust to him being in her family. She looked at me and asked me how I would feel if I was in her position. I thought about it for a second and figure I would have the same feelings as her. But in the end I told her, “I know my parents are never gonna get a divorce though.”

Today my parents have been separated for six years.