I Paid My Father $250 in Rent Every Month for Five Years. After His Funeral, His Best Friend Gave Me a Key and a Box.

After several minutes, I pressed play again.

PART 4

“The first thing I need to tell you,” Dad said on the screen, “is that I am sorry.

Not because I’m sick.

Not because this is my last chance to sound like a decent man.

I’m sorry because you spent years trying to talk to me, and I made you feel foolish for wanting to.”