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After enjoying dinner and a birthday cake, my dad pulls me aside for a private conversation. We retreat to the back patio, where I turn on the pool lights to illuminate the area.

I settle into a patio chair, and he perches on the edge of a lounge chair. Curious, I ask him what's on his mind.

My dad has a stern, angular face with sharp lines and no soft features. When he's serious or deep in thought, his countenance becomes even more uninviting.

But I've never been afraid of him. Not even now, as he sharpens his jaw and focuses intensely on me.

"It's been a year, and I haven't brought this up before because I thought you needed time to figure things out for yourself. But w

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