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“You’re not invited to Christmas this year,” my dad sn3pped. “Fine,” I replied, quietly transferring the $8,000 holiday fund I sent him back into my account and canceling the chalet reservation in his name. By morning, I had 31 missed calls — and one message that made me laugh out loud. – Welcome

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wiped his face.

“Nobody at school was planning anything. Everyone kept saying they wanted to see him before he left, but nobody actually organized something.”

“So you did.”

He nodded.

“Are you mad?”

“Yes.”

His eyes dropped.

“But I’m trying very hard not to be only mad.”

He looked back at me.

“What time does Eli fly?”

Noah blinked.

“Eleven-forty Monday morning.continue reading …

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