All we ever really want to do

I don’t know want to talk about it. I don’t want to cry or be fussed over. I just want to go on pretending that everything is the same – that things haven’t changed forever, that I’m not feeling sad or guilty, and that my brother and sisters aren’t feeling those things either.

Dad in Western FilmBye, Dad.

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