Ghosts Are Family Too | Julie Danis
by atatnall
My Dad wanted to talk to me privately. It was a Fall Sunday evening in 1964. I was nine years old. This was really important or I was in big trouble. Dad only talked to me alone when he was telling me a bedtime story, driving me to his office on a Saturday morning, or explaining a math problem. We walked into the living room from the kitchen, where Mom cleaned up after dinner. We walked past the kidney-shaped marble […]
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