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We talked. We apologized. At least piano stuff won't be horrible. At first he was stubborn and said he wanted nothing to do with me, then just kind of broke down (not as in crying, as in lost the facade of being mr tough guy) and said he was sorry for the things he said, that they were uncalled for. Maybe I'm crazy, but I care for the kid too much to just say fuck it and totally leave him be. I feel better about the whole thing, if that counts. Off to do some work.