DADDY

Well, I was with Daddy in the garden tanning in our underwear that afternoon when I decided to go back inside for some more of that cheap rosé I had bought earlier. Then the telephone rang. I picked up and they hung up as soon as I said hello. I had said it like Liz would. Then I marched back outside and Daddy was dead. I swear.

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