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“Hey, Gav”

“What are you doing here?”

“I had to co my calls”

“Yeah, because they were all about Dad and how bad off he was, and I had already told you not to discuss him with me any hi it affect my life anymore”

As I said it, I felt a bit hypocritical all over again I knew that I had been avoiding s down and not face the therapy because of it

“Listen,” I tried to explain again for theup after Da’s messes, he’ll never hit rock bottom…”

“I think he has hit it—”

I tunneled h my hair

“You always say that”

“Please Listen, Gav It ht be too late to clean up his mess now We have to talk about this He’s in a bad way He could even be dying You’re the next of kin, so…” He stopped talking and gave me a peculiar look “Why do you have blood on your forehead?”

“Long story”

“Usually is,” Eoin said “Oh, I ot here She’s sreat rack”

“I’lad you noticed,” I deadpanned “What did you talk about?”

“Not much, just Da and the family She seemed really interested”

I could alie had started acting the way she had

“Hold on a minute,” I said

I slid gie but got no answer I had just been over there, so I figured she was screening my calls

I switched over to text I typed out as heartfelt an apology as I could in the characters allowed

It only took her a few seconds to respond So few that there was no way she had actually read the e

Thank you for helping me out as ain

A gunshot to the heart would have hurt less

Well, that was that, then