“And my dad doesn’t care. And he never will, no matter what I do. When I was six he was all bummed out because my mom wouldn’t let him go to Burning Man. So what did I do? I spent a week constructing a giant man out of cardboard. I dragged all our house lamps into the backyard and covered them with scarves and stuff to make a light show. And did I get a ‘Thanks, Bailey,’ or even a thumbs-up? No! Granted . . . there was some fire damage to the house, and he ended up with some second-degree burns, but how was I supposed to know that that much lighter fluid would be a problem? I was six! And the
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