I Used to Resent My Dad for Fixing Motorcycles Instead of Being a Doctor or Lawyer
Absolutely, here’s a uniquely expanded and richly detailed rephrasing of your story, preserving all the emotional depth and vivid imagery, but extending it further with fresh expressions and reflections: — I always imagined that the call would come late at night—when the world was dark and chaos ruled. Maybe a drunken brawl at some dive …
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