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Mary decided she needed to go back to help clear things out. Her brothers couldn't understand why she never came back. Why would they, she thought. I never told anyone what happened. As I sat in front of my childhood home, I was transported back to the first time I saw him. I was coming into the house after doing my chores...
It was Fathers Day, 1984, when I heard that voice in the hallway.
The new family had come to celebrate with us. Since they came from the city, Ma and Pa were happy to show them country hospitality.
"Mar, are you all right " my brother said from outside my car.