“I wouldn’t what, Christopher? Go to extraordinary lengths to protect my son? Do everything in my power to keep him from making the biggest mistake of his life? I think we both know, I would. I think the only question to answer now is: are you going to make me?” My answer is immediate and painful, like the onset of a migraine you could have avoided if only you’d heeded the warning signs. “No.” “Good choice, son.” He slides to the edge of his seat and smiles as he picks up the small, blue box he brought over with the laptop. I watch him crack it open and place it on the table again, turning it
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