My Mom, the Real Bloodsucker

Summary

My father is one of the wealthiest men in the country, a name everyone knows but almost never sees. My mother is the devoted wife standing behind him, the one who actually raises me.

She always tells me my father looks down on us for being country people, that he calls us ungrateful dogs who can never be won over no matter how well they're fed. He sends me only 200 dollars a month for me to live on. I hate him for it.

Then one day he shows up at my university without warning. He points at the tray in front of me and frowns.

"I send you 50,000 dollars a month, and this is what you eat?"