“I was gonna ask if you’d waited for me like I’d been waiting for you.” And then he walked away, leaving me standing under the weight of his honesty and hating how it felt.
Leaning forward, I snagged a piece of my own and plopped it into my mouth. “You, my dear sister, are reaching.” “And you,” she said, booping me on my nose, “are delusional.”
Tears lined my eyes, mimicking the ones in his own. “You know, I used to think there wasn’t a soul alive who was good enough for my daughters, but I’ll say this, son…” His gaze shifted to Lincoln. “I’ve never been so happy to be wrong before.”
Sobbing...
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