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.
I said it was a waste because I didn’t want to risk hearing you say you were going to try.
That’s a miserable thing for a father to admit.”
He rubbed his eyes.
The recording continued without music or edits.
I could hear the hum of the studio ventilation and Frank moving somewhere off camera.
“I also owe you an explanation for the rent.
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