[He'd known it was all-but certain that he'd have to talk about this when he called. If the conversation had gotten anywhere, of course. And now it has. Explaining himself is only fair.
[It can't be seen, but the fingers of his free hand are wound very tightly in his hair right now. He never talks about this. It's too unpleasant, he wants to forget . . . but he can't. There's a long pause before he answers.]
... My father is an alcoholic. [There's obvious effort in getting those words out. It's all he says for the moment, all he can manage. Not a full explanation, but it's a start.]
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[It can't be seen, but the fingers of his free hand are wound very tightly in his hair right now. He never talks about this. It's too unpleasant, he wants to forget . . . but he can't. There's a long pause before he answers.]
... My father is an alcoholic. [There's obvious effort in getting those words out. It's all he says for the moment, all he can manage. Not a full explanation, but it's a start.]