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He was already sitting at the dining table when I got to it. I sat down opposite him.

“How are you doing?” I asked him.

He looked up from the newspaper in his hands. “I’m very well. Just catching up on world news.”

“People usually read the newspaper in the morning.”

“I’m no longer moving with the clock of the world. I read my newspapers anytime I get the burst of energy to do so and that’s usually before dinner.”

“That’s new. Have you told your doctor about that?”

“I have. He said there’s nothing wrong with it.”

The chef started bringing out dinner and then she started serving it on plates. When she was done, she excused herself.

“Has she always been the chef working here?” I asked, and he shrugged.

“These days, I don’t know. I know there is a male chef though. I think they take shifts.” He responded. We started eating and I noticed he was throwing looks my way.

“What is it, Dad?”

“You know why your brothers can’t hang with you as much anymore?”

I was confused, “Where is this coming from?”

“You and your brothers usually spend weekends hanging out, playing games, and drinking alcohol. Do you know why they can no longer do that as frequently?”

“Life has gotten busy for everyone.”

“You know that’s not the truth.”

“You apparently have something to get off your chest.”

“I saw Luna the other day. She was running around here, screaming at the top of her lungs. Logan also looked very different. Having your own family and settling down is extremely important. It changes your outlook on life and I think you should consider it.”

I shook my head. “Have I gotten to the age where we have the talk about settling down?”

“You have gone past the age. I should have had this conversation with you long ago. Settling down doesn’t take anything from you, rather it adds to your life.”

“I have heard you Dad. I’ll think about it.” I said, trying to bring the conversation to an end.

“Are you just saying that so this conversation can end or do you really mean it?” he asked, giving me a knowing look.

I laughed. “I mean it Dad; I’ll think about it.”

He nodded and we continued eating. After dinner, I helped him to his room where he sat down and turned on his television.

“I have to catch up on some shows before I fall asleep. I’ll see you later.”

“Are you sending me home?” I asked, touching my chest and acting hurt.

“Your room is still available. Spend the night if you want, I just don’t need you distracting me,” he said, snuggling into bed. I chuckled and said,

“Goodnight, Dad.”

“Goodnight, Leon. Think of what we discussed.”

“I will.”

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