“You’ll always be my Daddy?” I read out loud. “Silver gave it to me on Father’s Day when she was six. It’s my favorite mug.” “Can I keep it?” “Stop talking, Moretti, before I rip your tongue right out of your head.” He saw my, ‘she calls me Daddy now,’ joke coming a mile away. “Okay, okay. That might have been a little on the nose.”
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