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“
Call
your
mom
,
”
he
says
.
“
I
will
.
Thanks
for
coming
,
Dad
.
”
“
Wouldn
’
t
have
missed
it
for
the
world
,
Annie
.
You
make
me
so
proud
.
”
Oh
no
.
I
’
m
not
going
to
get
emotional
.
A
huge
lump
forms
in
my
throat
,
and
I
hug
him
,
hard
.
He
puts
his
arms
around
me
,
bemused
,
and
I
can
’
t
help
it
—
tears
pool
in
my
eyes
.
“
Hey
,
Annie
,
sweetheart
,
”
Ray
croons
.
“
Big
old
day
…
eh
?
Want
me
to
come
in
and
make
you
some
tea
?
”
I
laugh
,
in
spite
of
my
tears
.
Tea
is
always
the
answer
,
according
to
Ray
.
I
remember
my
mother
complaining
about
him
,
saying
that
when
it
came
to
tea
and
sympathy
,
he
was
always
good
at
the
tea
,
not
so
hot
on
the
sympathy
.
“
No
,
Dad
,
I
’
m
good
.
It
’
s
been
so
great
to
see
you
.
I
’
ll
visit
real
soon
once
I
’
m
settled
in
Seattle
.
”
“
Good
luck
with
the
interviews
.
Let
me
know
how
they
go
.
”
“
Sure
thing
,
Dad
.
”
“
Love
you
,
Annie
.
”
