My father could be summed up in two words: well-meaning. He tried his best to be a good Death, duke, husband, and father, and I wouldn't say he failed, exactly. He just wasn't very good at much that he did. But he loved me and he loved my mother, so that excused his mediocrity. He could have been a much worse father. There are things far worse than
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