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 looked through the windshield at the building.
“You were his best friend.
Why didn’t you tell him to apologize when he could still hear my answer?”
“I did,” Frank replied.
“More than once.
Sometimes he agreed and went home determined.
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