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13 Second mystery of my Father This is the big one: the book that weighs on my father’s lap. He’s wrapped in a blanket, flannel, scarf. It’s December inside our house. Behind the walls, the hot water in the pipes clots. This is his Sunday ritual: highlighting the passages about redemption. The pages are yellow; words rise as though spoken, boiled. ...

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