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Fine Fro got me

But we’re not talking about technicalities here

This is thepaid others to raisebusy and never having time for me The man as alrapped up in his life and viewed ood by talking about hoas raising the son of his dead wife

In short, he’s the only father I’ve ever fucking known

And so what do I do? I fuck the one woht he would find happiness with? Really? Is that what I’ve come down to?

Have I fucked so s that shock the senses? Has nor for me?

“You going to stand there or are you going to co at ot two tablets and a computer open in front of him and it’s obvious he’s busy The television is on in the far corner of the room and he puts it on mute

I step into the office and walk to the desk What a to say here? Hey dad, how’s theJocelyn Just thinking you should know because it's the right thing to do

How do you even go about telling anotherwith his wife?

“What do you need?” dad asks, cutting through all the clutter in ht to the point “I’ive you that much time So be quick”

I sigh He looks at me with sharp eyes

“I wanted to talk to you about Jocelyn,” I say after a moment

He looks at hs as well Does he know?

Dad leans back in his chair “Sorry I didn't invite you to the wedding, Lance,” he says and takes off his glasses “But there really was no wedding”

“Yeah, but you know, there wasn’t even any advance notice,” I reply back to him