My name is Catherine. I’m 39 years old. I live in a village far from civilization. I had a happy family until my husband left the world a couple of years ago. Then our son, Michael, turned 10.
At that time, I suffered the unhappy fate of being a single mother, but I tried to do my best to raise my child to be a decent and compassionate person. But this had unexpected consequences.
After completing nine grades, Michael decided to study at the Construction College in the district center. He lived in the dormitory. We only saw each other on the weekends a few times a month. He was a good student, but in his personal life, he messed everything up. After finishing his second year, he would come home for the summer but……..Read Full Story Here…………..