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apart a long time ago, Dad. You just didn’t want to look.”
He nods. He wipes his eyes with the back of his hand, a quick embarrassed gesture like he’s brushing away a fly.
“I gave you that bad land on purpose,” he says. “Not because I didn’t love you, because I thought you were the one strong enough to make something from nothing. And you did. And I continue reading …
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