Who else was going to be there? A list of names, most of which I knew. I remember checking my watch—it was eight thirty and still in the early innings of the game—and I told her she could go, but that I wanted her home no later than ten. She made her arguments for eleven. I said, ‘No, it’s a school night, you know your curfew,’ and then she let it go and headed for the door. “I remember calling out to her just before she left, telling her I loved her.” Tears release, his body shaking with emotion, but the straps hold him tight against the chair. Barry says, “The truth is, I don’t know if I
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