to. There’s nothing I could ever…”
“Mister.” He turned. He looked at me. His face was kind but his eyes were tired. “You don’t owe me a thing. Take your boy home. Hold him. Tell your wife. That’s all you owe me.”
He pulled his sleeve free.
“Hank, please. At least let me know where to find you. I want my son to grow up knowing the man who…”
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