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

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then snorted. “You always talk like that when it matters.”

“I don’t know what that means.”

“Means you do some insane thing and then make it sound like spreadsheets.”

That got a laugh out of me.

Across the yard my father stood alone by the grill. Not because anybody had banished him. Because nobody knew what to do with him and he didn’t know what to do continue reading …

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