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Two Cops Showed Up the Morning After He Ran Off

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when Dana was nine. Lou sold used forklifts, chain-smoked little cigars, and always smelled like old fryer oil and peppermint gum. He called teenage girls “drama” whenever they had the bad manners to look unhappy around him.

I never liked him.

Last month Dana showed up on my porch with a duffel bag and a split lip.

She told me she’d fallen into a cabinet continue reading …

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