It’s been a year and half since I lost my father. Not literally anyway. But people don’t need to know that. People ask questions. And sometimes, most times, they are not ready for the answers. Even if they were, I am not. Not yet anyway. They don’t need to know that. There were no goodbyes.Continue reading “Deadbeat”
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Please, Don’t.
You don’t have to like it to respect my wishes.
