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The first and only time my father said that he loved me was when I was eight and a half years old. Out of all the cloudy images and half-memories that would revisit me throughout my life, this was the most distinct: June twenty-third, nineteen ninety-five. June twenty-third of nineteen ninety-five was a glorious day. I know that because it was the last thing I had wanted. A gleaming red circle marked Oak Grove Preparatory School’s annual sports day on the family calendar that hung in the dining room. I’d purposely not prayed the entire...
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