midday exchanged nerf footballs. News makes some of them drink. Our father sat on the edge of the bed pulling his neck tie off and putting sneakers on at the same time. Their bedroom door was closed quietly behind her. "Where do you think you're going?" He rattled off helping-the-kids-chores and a neighbor's honeyDO list. She proposed a vacation. He and all the grownups in our circle were regimented, timely, respectful of others's workloads, and polite about it all whatever it was.
It took days to get the whole truth out between married people and families.
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