“My dad was an asshole when he was drunk,” he suddenly tells me. “Which was all the time. He was also a shit father, and when he stopped drinking, he tried to be a better dad—but he was still an asshole. Depending on who you ask, he never became a better man.” “You think he did?” I wonder. Lo looks far away now. “Yeah, I do.” He forces a half-smile. “But I’m also the bastard who makes excuses for him, so you’re asking the wrong Jonathan Hale offspring.” “Nah.” I wad up a napkin, leaning back in my chair. “You’re the only one I would’ve asked.” “Because I lived with him the longest,” Lo
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