Staring out the window of mom’s eighty-eight Cadillac, the ride to the courthouse was the longest ride of my life. She stops out front and takes a long look at my dad; he looked immaculate, and always did. He responded to her nervous gaze with a big smile “see you guys in a few hours ok?” I can remember thinking that I just wanted to give him a hug
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