"The guy is a complete fraud, Myra!!! Your dreams will be destroyed if you listen to him," her mother said to her, but Myra didn't listen...

She was bent on doing things her way, she always had been a bit that way. Whatever Myra's parents told her to do, you could usually count on her doing the exact opposite. "Besides, who cared what mom thought anyway. What does she know," thought Myra to herself. For two years now, Myra and her mother had been on their own after Dad left. There had been a huge blow-out argument one evening. Myra was accustomed to hearing her parents argue, but this one had been really bad. In the course of three hours, she had heard her mother belittle her father and blame him for nearly every problem or every dream her mother ever had gone amiss. At last, Myra's dad just gave up and walked out the door for good. Myra was not like her mother. She had no desire to be independent and Chris was a great guy. Somehow Myra felt like he filled a gap that had been missing since her dad left and she wasn't about to let her mom scare him off as well.