"Mum, I know we never talk.

But.

Dad died.

The funeral is tomorrow.

Are you coming?

Oh.

You aren't coming?

You know what?

He loved you.

He trusted you.

He married you.

He was faithful.

And you don't have the deceny to come.

He deserved so much better then you.

Mum.

You are just so selfish.

Leaving Dad.

Leaving me.

Being unfaithful.

Least you should do is come.

But I wouldn't want to intrude.

In your perfect life now."