Their relationship wasn't that of Dad being home from work at 6 p.m., reading stories at bedtime, chasing "monsters" from closets. It wasn't rebounding missed shots on the driveway rim, or sitting in the passenger seat looking outwardly calm but inwardly roiling as the new driver makes use of her learner's permit. It wasn't those daily experiences, mundane and remarkable.
But neither that sad cliché of the famous father too busy and self-absorbed to do much more than ...
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