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For the first time in weeks, he laughed like himself. Of course you did. Groceries, utilities, repairs. Not everything. I am not charging you for being my son. But I am charging you for being careless. Fair.
He stepped toward me, then stopped, unsure. I opened my arms. He hugged me. Not a quick guilty hug. A real one. His shoulders shook once, and continue reading …
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