When I was a teenager, I was friends with a girl who lived with her dad as her mom had passed away when she was very young. Her dad was an extremely successful realtor and they had a beautiful home but he was never home and paid no attention to her. In the five years I knew her and visited her home often, I never saw him. The living room was gorgeous, the dining room was a card table set up with a couple chairs because he was never there for meals. Many years later, she told me she had to fess up. She had taken food from our refrigerator to eat because there was never food at her house. It broke my heart. I guess I would have to say, I agree in general, but I can see situations that would over ride. It was shocking and terribly sad.
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