Posted May 30 2011 in author, chuck wendig, dad, Miscellany, Patty Blount
It’s November. My cell phone rings and I scowl at it. It’s a busy morning with conflicting deadlines on multiple priorities all falling to shit simultaneously and I think, don’t answer. But I do. “Trish. It’s… Dad.” I knew who it was. He’s the only person in my life who calls me Trish. My scowl […]
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