I remember sitting in my bedroom with Felicia on one of our down days. The world we lived in wasn't right. It wasn't fair. I don't remember the cause, parental problems or homework or any of those other little things that always seem so important at the time. We wished for an escape from reality. A portal. A gate to another world. The
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When you come home, we need to raise a pint in his honor....
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