My Father Knew Him the Second He Stepped Into Frame

than you think.”

He straightened. “Fine. I said something careless.”

“At breakfast. To my face.”

“You know I didn’t mean it like that.”

“How did you mean it?”

That stopped him.

People like my father hate follow-up questions. They depend on everybody else doing the soft work of interpretation.

He changed direction.

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