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November 22 - November 24, 2024
She also had like a million kids, so working from home suited her. Okay, she had four. But still.
It was frustratingly endearing.
“Half the time I can’t tell if you’re being sarcastic. You have the ability to deadpan everything.” “Assume sarcasm.”
May it rest in a land of abundant nuts.”
“You’re leaving?” “She didn’t park behind me.”
“So, yes or no. I’m not good with subtle cues. You’re going to have to be straightforward.”
“What are you doing?” he asked. “Sticking to you like Velcro.”
“Yes, that’s exactly what you should have said.” His tone was vehement. “Then I’d know. You have to be straight with me. I don’t get subtlety.”
I was so angry I wanted to put my fist through a wall. But then I’d have to fix it and I hated repairing drywall.
My relationship with him had been little more than a performance, and it had varied depending on who was watching. In public? Loving father and devoted daughter. In private? Busy and distracted father who expected his daughter to stay out of his way. Deep down, I’d felt like an inconvenience to both my parents.
“Who would have thought. And we’ll pretend it’s not kind of his fault that I was lured into the woods in the first place.”
Then I remembered I didn’t talk to people. That explained it.