Many years ago, due to a very sad series of events, I lost touch with my sister, Mandy. She wasn’t more than a few years old, and I was barely legal to drink in all of North America. I got married young, moved away, went to university, graduated from university, moved further away, had a…
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“He’s in there Ryan. He doesn’t say much though, but go ahead in.” “Right, well, uh, thank you.” I walk into a sterile smelling room with a bed, a TV, and an old man who I don’t recognize. “Hey Dad.” He says nothing in return, not even moving his head to look at me. “I…
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