Chapter 123Room 412 was quiet.His father was alone. No staff, no lawyer, no woman with a second folder. Just him, in a chair by the window, with two glasses of water on the table and the look on his face of someone who had been sitting in that room for a while before Lennon arrived."Sit down," his father said.Lennon sat."I am going to say something," his father said. "I want you to hear the whole thing before you respond.""Okay," Lennon said.His father looked at the window. He looked at his hands. He looked at Lennon."I have spent the past two months trying to control something that I do not have control over," he said. "I hired people, i built files and i made calls." He paused. "None of it changed anything."Lennon was quiet."I also," his father said, "raised my hand to you. In an apartment, in front of witnesses." He looked at the table. "I have thought about that every day since.""I know," Lennon said."You should not know. You should have forgotten it by now." He looke
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