Daddy's Best Friend
We both ordered our hot dogs, and as we dug in, the topic turned to fears.
"I heard you have a fear of clowns," Henry said, raising an eyebrow.
I nodded, taking a bite of my hot dog. "Yeah, it's ridiculous, I know. But those painted faces and exaggerated expressions just creep me out."
Henry laughed, a warm sound that made me smile. "Everyone has their quirks. I'm afraid of spiders, so I can't really judge."
We continued talking, our conversation flowing more easily now. I decided to take the opportunity to ask him about something that had been on my mind.
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