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daddy’s little girl

Tuesday. 10. 7. 2008.

This is a typical phone conversation between me and my dad.

Me: “Hey.”
Dad: “Hey. How’s things?”
Me: “Not bad. Same ol’.”
Dad: “Your mom isn’t home.”
Me: “Oh, alright then. I’ll call back later.”

I love my dad and I know very well that he loves me very much. He’s just a man of few words.

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