When my dad was alive, they used to talk about their big romance, but they only told me some of it, like that my dad fell in love with my mom the moment he saw her, and she was so pretty, and he was so kind, and they were destined for each other, etc., but I could tell they were leaving stuff out. Sometimes when they looked at each other, their eyes would literally sparkle with secrets they didn’t want their kid to know, and they’d smile and look away, or press their lips together and change the subject. I didn’t mind. I liked that they had secrets if it made them happy, but when my dad died,
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