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My Wife Did Not Invite My Father to Thanksgiving Because of His Job

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man who shows up. The least I could do was make sure he had somewhere to show up to.

The good silverware was in the drying rack. The pie plate was empty. Somewhere across town, my father was driving home in the dark, and he was not wondering whether he was welcome.

That was enough. That was, in fact, everything.

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