I was feeling bad about telling dad that I was going to leave during the middle of January 2007. I told him I'd stay on a few conditions:
a.) He has to stop yelling at me, he said OK.
b.) He has to stop yelling at mom, he said, "No, I have to yell at your mom sometimes."
TRUE LOVE! What could I possibly say to that? Its honest and true. I hugged my dad a little tighter with a little more laughter and we continued to walk on the sand.
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