If only he'd say it when he's 13…
I went running up the stairs with some laundry, trying to do some tidying up on an overcast Saturday morning. As I passed Patrick’s bedroom in the upstairs hallway, I heard Patrick’s friend Dario whisper not very quietly, “Your dad scared me!”
“Why’d he scare you, Dario?” Patrick asked.
“He came up so fast! He surprised me.”
“That’s okay, Dario,” Patrick reassured him matter-of-factly. “You don’t have to be scared, my Dad is a really nice man.”
(Melt.)
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