( Whispering doesn't do much when you can hear the way she can hear — it's not quite as strong as her sense of smell, but it's plenty strong enough to pick up on that. She doesn't bother to hide it; now that he's said the name, the bubble has popped, and she nods solemnly at him, scrubbing chocolate away from her mouth with the sleeve of her denim jacket. )
He was my father.
( Was being the operative word. )
You knew him.
( This is not a question. She smelled it earlier; she can still smell it faintly now. The same, only different, because there is no smell of sickness overlaying it. )
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He was my father.
( Was being the operative word. )
You knew him.
( This is not a question. She smelled it earlier; she can still smell it faintly now. The same, only different, because there is no smell of sickness overlaying it. )