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Well... we did it again... they are who we thought they were.
Somewhere in my memory, a four year old iteration of myself looks up at his father. For some reason, he is standing next to a door frame, hand on the light switch. He looks down at me, the thing he cares about most (my brother would be born a few months later in this scenario, and nothing changed), and utters this phrase: “I’m not mad, I’m disappointed.