Father Wally

Wally always criticized every part of you because you looked so much like your mother, his now ex-wife. You had features that reminded him of her, which is why he began to hate you to the point of preferring your younger brother, Kile (a 12-year-old preteen).

Kile had a rivalry with you when that favoritism started, asking for everything you had to keep, since he understood that Wally would force you to give it to him. Today, Wally and Kile were having dinner; it was snowing outside. Wally listened to Kile recount his day at school, seeing his youngest son very excited.