I HADN’T SPOKEN TO MY DAD IN 6 YEARS—NOW I CAN ONLY SEE HIM THROUGH GLASS
He used to call me his little girl—even when I was nearly thirty and living in my own apartment on the other side of town. We were close. Incredibly close. Until suddenly, we weren’t. It’s been six years since we had our falling out. A stupid fight, honestly. It started over politics, but the real…
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