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Conner:Look, if you don’t
want to see your dad,
that’s cool with me, Daisy.
My dad.
Right.
He’s not looking for a hook-up, idiot. He’s trying to keep his promise to your brother.
After the way I treated him last night, I’m surprised he reached out at all.
Me: Sorry. Busy. Yes,
I do. 5pm?
Conner:I’ll be there.
Meet me in the parking
lot.
Me:Okay.
I stare at my phone, feeling like my response was inadequate somehow. Like I need to say more.
Me:Thank you
He doesn’t text back.