The Cake Is A Lie
One fateful morning, I woke up and got dressed to go downstairs and have breakfast. My father was in the living room watching TV and my mother was in the kitchen preparing a dish. As I walked in to the kitchen, my mother asked me to sit down on the couch: father wanted to tell me something. I did as she asked, and I will always remember the words that father said: Everything until now has been a lie. We don’t really own this area of Homes in Rockport Texas, we only rent this particular house. Our current lifestyle is only supported by the fact that we won the lottery.
