"My foster father actually saved quite a bit of money, all from the alimony paid by my mother, but he was unwilling to spend much on me, just barely covering my expenses. With my foster mother around, though, my life was still pretty good. Later, when he took to drinking and beating my foster mother, I was fifteen, had grown up, and was strong enough to fight back, so I beat him up. Afterward, he told me to get out. My foster mother and I left him and moved into a dilapidated house at the entrance of the village. He then married a younger woman and had a son, using the saved money to buy a house for his underage son in the county town,"