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Don’t blame us for your stress with the car,” Mom said. It took us twenty-five minutes to find a contender—without a fire hydrant or bus lane—but the sign above puzzled us. We shrugged; we didn’t want to take responsibility in case we were wrong. I counted the days until he left, and once gone, the heaviness of his presence dissipated. It occurred to me as an adult that maybe Dad just wanted to spend time with us. I generally avoided his overtures, though, for our conversations were stunted from a lack of common knowledge of each other, and our respective