My 108 Dads

Summary

I was abandoned when I was just five days old.

But for some reason, my birth mother left me on the doorstep of the Black Talon gang in Southside.

To survive, when I was staring into the fierce eyes of those desperate men, still in my swaddling clothes, I instinctively blurted out "Daddy."

The rough men instantly furrowed their brows.

"Maybe... we could keep her?"

From then on, I had 108 fathers.

But my family seemed to be a magnet for wanted posters.

So, to avoid causing trouble for my dads, I lived an utterly ordinary life for over a decade.