We Who Love
"Don't be so glum, Josh. I just don't know how to tell you."
"Tell me about colpo di fulmine? Because, dad, I'm pretty sure I experienced it yesterday."
A big grin spread on his mouth. "And? It felt shitty, right?"
"The shittiest thing more shitty than my own shit."
"Nice use of your vocabulary," he dryly said.
"I learned from the best."
We both laughed, and for the first time in years it felt as if we both forgave mother, and her ghost was out of our backs for good.
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