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wanted to be in the room with him. I stared at that photograph until my eyes blurred and then I stood there with blurred eyes and did not look away.
“Dad.”
He came up beside me. Stood there for a moment.
“After your mom passed,” he said, “the house got too quiet, Pete.”
That was all. He did not elaborate, did not build it into an explanation or a justification continue reading …
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