in his stubborn and deeply misguided way, he’d been trying to give it back.
I looked toward the dark computer screen.
“Thanks, Dad,” I whispered. “I just wish you’d told me while you were here.”
in his stubborn and deeply misguided way, he’d been trying to give it back.
I looked toward the dark computer screen.
“Thanks, Dad,” I whispered. “I just wish you’d told me while you were here.”