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October 13, 2012
“How is your ear?” Daddy asked.

Anthony had taken a tumble that evening while playing with Bennett, and nicked his ear on the corner of a footrest.

Anthony didn’t answer. Instead, he asked a question of his own:

“How did you spell my name wrong?”

(He had seen Daddy misspell it.)

“I was typing too quickly, and my finger slipped. But I fixed it, see?” Daddy explained.

“Oh,” said Anthony.

“So is this gonna be one of your pages?” Anthony asked.

Daddy didn’t answer. He just typed.

“You never answer!”

Again, Daddy just typed.

And Anthony nestled against him warmly.