DadKeithandDadGwinttookmetoafancyrestaurantfordinner.ThismealisconsideredanAmericanfarewellmeal,butIdon'tthinkitisnecessarybecauseIhavetocomebackhere.Idon'tknowwhenIwillbeback,butthisisnotafarewellmealinAmerica.Mainlytocomfortme.LookatGwin,dad.I'lltakeyourorder.I'llbringyoufood.
Hemademewanttohughimtightlyandcrylikeachild.IfIdidn'tthinkIwastallerthanhimandaboutthesameage,Icouldn'twaittodoit.
"Ifthereisanythingtovent,Iwillstayinmyroom."
Evenwhenhegothome,hekepttakingcareofme,soIrememberedthathesentmetothebedroomagain,andalsosaidthis,andmademelookatanolderman,still,coveringhismouthtightly,andstandingandwatchinguntilheturnedaroundandpretendedtogoaway.ButIcallhim.
"Dad,Gwent."
Whenheturnedaround,Iputhiswaistonhisshoulder,andhelookedalittlescared,butwhenheheardmetalkinginalowvoice,helaughed.
"Thankyou."
Theslenderhandgentlystrokedthebackofmyhead,andwhenIcameout,Isawhimsmileatthesadnessinmyheart.
EvenwithoutR,Ihavedadswholovememorethananyoneelse,anddon'tevencareabouteither.