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1 pages, Audio CD
Published November 4, 2025
Sometimes I can summon his voice: a thin, distant rasp. One hand grenade could kill us all… he'd say when people were standing too close. Go look for me in the other room… when I was annoying him. Childhood is a song you hear so many times you stop listening to the words. Let us cross the river and rest under the shade of the trees. Probably half the things my father said to me he never said to me.