Dad sighs as he rubs his full stomach. “One of these years, I’ll get him to take me to his place in Vail for a romantic weekend.” “Next anniversary,” Luther replies. “We have an anniversary?” Luther shakes his head. “This is why I don’t take you.” I bite down on the tip of my tongue because these two are too much. Dad scoots his chair back. “You got plans today, Kenny? Want to come fishing with us?” “Oh, god no,” I blurt out. Because no. Stuck in a boat with these two, or standing in a river, or however the fuck they fish, sounds like the absolute worst way to spend my day. “Sorry, I mean, no,
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