My father stood up at the lake house dinner and raised his glass in fr…

couch. Marin was asleep down the hall. The December dark pressed against the windows. I read the text. I set the phone beside me. Then I picked up the novel I had been reading one paragraph at a time for three weeks and read for forty minutes.

The next morning at 8:02, I sent one reply.

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