Dad Confessions

A Quiet Place

My office is across the hallway from my son’s room. When he was little, during the Dark Times, I would be so afraid of waking him, that when I’d feel a cough coming on, I’d run out of my office, through the bedroom, into the bathroom, into the walk-in closet, and bury my face in my hanging shirts and cough as quietly as I could.

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