One more thing...
I talked to my Pop last night...or at least, I tried to. This is the conversation that took place when I called him.
Me: "Hi, Dad! How are things?"
Dad (sounding rushed and stressed): "I'm having a time right now."
Me: "What's wrong?"
Dad: "Your mother is having a gas attack, so I gotta go. I'll try to call you back later."
Honestly, I wonder about my family.
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