You know what seemed to make thing worse for me, someone would so wrong me, when what I did couldn't be helped (not remembering or saying something I shouldn't have) I've been very forgiving of late, but I used to be a Holey Terror when things went wrong.
I remember now posting this why my mother left. It was about a Christmas tree a neighbor gave us. It was the old tin foil tree with a rotary 4 color lens light. Dad said something I wasn't to repeat to the neighbor (negative), but I did. On the way home Dad asked witch one of us kids told the neighbor what he said about the tree. I swear to you I did not remember I was the one that said.
We got home and dad spanked us until one of us confessed. My brother finally broke down and said he did. The next day we asked the neighbor which one of us said that and she said it was me.
Mom couldn't handle that mistake and it was another reason I have zero tolerance for "Don't get mad, get even"
I can see why a Father would be hesitant on calling back.
PS:Another reason to go reflect on forgiving myself :( again )