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I ignored my run in that day with the gang boy. I’m sure it was nothing anyway or, at least, had anything to do with me. The less I saw of them and the more I stayed away the better it was for me. Coming home today was different than before. As I entered my front door, my father was there, watching television. I was stunned and happy at the same time. I never really get to spend as much time with him as we before. “Hey, hand me a beer from the fridge won’t ya”. That’s exactly how I enjoyed his company. Come back and act like everything is normal. I mean, if there was an elephant in the room then it would just make things awkward. I thought this to myself as I fetched him a beer. I joined him in the front room. “What’re we watching?” I…

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