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I asked Dad if he was aware of my feelings toward his marriage.
He replied no.
So when I revealed to him that his recent efforts to reunite with Mom were beyond futile, he was disappointed to discover no sympathy from his only son. When his eyes swelled to dark puffs, I did not buckle with pitty. When his voice cracked and became hoarse, my face showed little interest. "Give up," I said to him. Your window has been shut, and your door has been closed. "I think we were meant to be together," dad says of mom.
What a load of shit.