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I promised Emma I wouldn't brood anymore, so...
He wasn't all that bad. He just wasn't there all the time, when I needed him to be. When mom needed him to be there. And even when he was home, it wasn't like he was actually around. Brooding in a chair at the kitchen table. Listening to the radio and television reports on what
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