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It
was
last
night
"
What
are
you
singing
,
Mia
?
"
Dad
asked
me
,
catching
me
serenading
Teddy
as
I
pushed
him
around
the
kitchen
in
his
stroller
in
a
vain
attempt
to
get
him
to
nap
.
"
Your
song
,
"
I
said
sheepishly
,
suddenly
feeling
like
I
d
maybe
illegally
trespassed
into
Dad
s
private
territory
.
Was
it
wrong
to
go
around
singing
other
people
s
music
without
their
permission
?
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But
Dad
looked
delighted
.
"
My
Mia
s
singing
Waiting
for
Vengeance
to
my
Teddy
.
What
do
you
think
about
that
?
"
He
leaned
over
to
muss
my
hair
and
to
tickle
Teddy
on
his
chubby
cheek
.
"
Well
,
don
t
let
me
stop
you
.
Keep
going
.
I
ll
take
over
this
part
,
"
he
said
,
taking
the
stroller
.
I
felt
embarrassed
to
sing
in
front
of
him
now
,
so
I
just
sort
of
mumbled
along
,
but
then
Dad
joined
in
and
we
sang
softly
together
until
Teddy
fell
asleep
.
Then
he
put
a
finger
over
his
lips
and
gestured
for
me
to
follow
him
into
the
living
room
.
"
Want
to
play
some
chess
?
"
he
asked
.
He
was
always
trying
to
teach
me
to
play
,
but
I
thought
it
was
too
much
work
for
a
supposed
game
.
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"
How
about
checkers
?
"
I
asked
.
"
Sure
.
"
We
played
in
silence
.
When
it
was
Dad
s
move
,
I
d
steal
looks
at
him
in
his
button
-
down
shirt
,
trying
to
remember
the
fast
-
fading
picture
of
the
guy
with
peroxided
hair
and
a
leather
jacket
.