Dear Gil,

I tried calling your father today.

Three times in fact.

But he wasn’t in.

I’m still not sure if I’ll tell him.

I wonder how much time will pass before I can think of you without crying.  Will I always scan the local news for your name?  Gaze into the face of every homeless man I pass?

 

 

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