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Sorry, Dad

You’re sitting in the living room. In a corner, waiting to be put to use, forgotten. I can't just take you out of your place and screw around with you. I’d be making a fool of myself. I don’t blame him and I don’t blame you for my lack of talent. I should have listened to him. I should have let him teach me not to forget you.

Sorry, Dad

You’re sitting in the living room. In a corner, waiting to be put to use, forgotten. I can't just take you out of your place and screw...