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I had mistaken silence for peace for far too long.
My father found me there around midnight.
He knocked softly before entering.
“Can’t sleep?” he asked.
I shook my head.
He sat on the floor beside the rocking chair, something he had not done since I was a child.
For a while, neither of us spoke.
Then I said, “Mom would be disappointed in me.”
His head turned continue reading …
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