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Goodbyes

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I WOKE up late. I had a drink with Austen last night after dinner. I was thankful he came home with me without protest, or I did not give him any choice as I was too drunk to drive, or at least that was my entire plan.

I walked down the hallway toward the kitchen only to freeze in disbelief, staring at my father in front of Austen. 

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