“Please… Just F*cking Eat.”
“Do you know why I always walk on the street-side of the sidewalk with your mother; Do you know why I open the door for your mother; Do you know why I bring flowers home for your mother?”
“Why Dad?”
“Because I love her.”
That is my Dad. It’s as simple as that. He respects her, and loves her, and as a result, it’s mere second nature to do everything he can to make her feel happy and protected.
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