This is the first time he's ever honestly seemed receptive to my phone call--he's got three teenagers and a demanding wife, and works twelve hour days six days per week, it's not like he's had time to throw in another kid that lives 3,000 miles away. I've never been interested in having a father, my mother's boyfriends were enough to scare me away from that! But it was nice. For the first time in my life I feel like I should say I'm one of five siblings, as opposed to how I've always considered myself one of two (I grew up with one brother). I'm having an 'eek! I've sprouted family!' moment.
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