A MEMORY.
“Here,” I said.
I held up the DVD case I’d plucked from the shelf. I can’t remember what I’d picked out, but it was something respected, no doubt. Highly reviewed, well-known actors, an action movie or highbrow comedy. Intolerable Cruelty, or Master & Commander, or The Italian Job, maybe.
He nodded,
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I feel the same way when I'm told that I'm like my dad; I'm proud and it makes me feel close to him when I can't be. I hope it always does you the good it's doing now. You're in my heart and on my mind.
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