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I spy lass French doors, with his back to reen chairs in front of his desk I take a deep breath and push on the handle "Dad, can we talk?" The word ‘dad’ feels funny to say I haven’t called hiic onthe conversation with a reot

He hasn’t been any sort of father to me in years

He isn’t a dad at all

He spins around when he hearsin one of the big green chairs in front ofSo tentative steps further into the room

The senator speaks first, "Tanner toldat the bottoainst my rounded belly He looks disturbed, as if someone has just told him his numbers are down in the polls, not that his fifteen-year-old daughter is pregnant

"He did?" I was going to kill hi a seat in his high-backed burgundy chair, ht line "And asso in? Oh Shit

Myher To me, my mother was a non-issue I rarely saw her and when I did it was at a function where she pretended to be the PTA-type hts went out in the ballrooo back to ignoring me like always

I don’t even hearabout so to do withabout their relationship years ago

It’s hard to argue over so you don’t care about

"Okay," I sayh I a forward to what is about to take place I wring my hands Tanner doesn’t seem affected He sits casually with his ankle crossed over his knee

My father stands up, looking impatient "I will back in a moment," he announces, and leaves the room

I snap my head to Tanner "What exactly did you tell him?" I whisper