I turned and found Wade before me, but something had changed, something in his eyes. It wasn't forgiveness I found there, but layers of a newfound emotion, indiscernible to me. His hand lifted just a degree, and I imagined him reaching for me before it dropped again. He searched my face, the words he wanted to say warring behind his eyes. "Thank you," he said after an agonizing moment. "Thank you for being here for Dad, for us. I know … I know it's not easy." "It's not easy for any of us. I'm not alone in that." "No," he said simply. "You're not." "Thank you, too. For letting me be here." His
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