My Father Ordered Me to Strip Off My Uniform at His Cookout

I didn’t want to.

That sounds false, maybe, because people assume if you’ve done hard things you want the room. Some do. I don’t. The room is usually where trouble starts.

But Raymond had put me there and there wasn’t much point sidestepping it now.

So I told the shortest version I could.

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