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family?”
I answered: “He has family. Me and the people who treat him like a person, not collateral. You chose a truck over your grandson.”
Six months later, Dad showed up at Copper Spur during lunch service. My sous chef came back to the office. “Uh, some guy out front says he’s your dad. Wants to talk to you.”
I walked out through the dining room. Dad continue reading …
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