Bobby Deerfield
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...and my father would put her to bed
and she'd sober up...

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...and it was over.
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And I'd just have to wait
for her to get drunk again.

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One summer...
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...my father...
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...sent me off to visit my aunt
for a couple of weeks.

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And when I got back...
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...my mother was in a hospital.
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And they wouldn't let me see her.
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I couldn't understand it.
They wouldn't let me see her.

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She died in her room.
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I must have been
about 11 or 12 at the time.

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And a nurse...
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...there, she told me my mother
wrote me a note when I was away.

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But my father took it...
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...and he wouldn't let me see it.
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I couldn't understand it.
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I remember I tried
to beat him up one time...

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...just to get him to tell me
what was in the note.

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He wouldn't tell me.
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I always wondered what it said.
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I know it was something nice.
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Some story, huh?
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It's not true.
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What?
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It's not true.
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I made it up.
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- No.
- Yep.

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I made it up just now.
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What do you think?
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Was it good?
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- It was superb.
- Was it?


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