The longest wait

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James Z. Carpio, writer


I remember my late father he was playing a computer game. I was in high school. I came home almost in the wee hours in the morning. There was a big event at school. I gave him a kiss on the cheek then he asked me "have you eaten, son?" then, I replied, "yes."

After all these years, it is only now that I realized that he waited for me. He made sure I got home safe.

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