No Mother's Love: A Son's Fight

ying in our small living room,

a Hayes, the cold CEO who had abandoned us years ag

her to see him one last tim

r stepson, Ryan Davenport, she declared hersel

oken, feeling her abse

elty didn't

by her or Davenport-accused me of cheating on my SAT

or my emergency surgery, dismissing my critical injuries

nd my father's urn, emptied an

just abandonment; it was a calculated campaign of psychological and p

pth of mali

my Stanford acceptance – the dream they tri

d a war, they

rican principle they scoff

eady to dismantle her