Sometimes I wonder if everything would have been different if my dad hadn't died that spring morning. I was only six, but I remember it like it was yesterday. Dad was making pancakes - his Sunday special. He always shaped them into funny faces that made me giggle. Mom was setting the table, humming some tune I can't remember anymore...
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