He
wanted to reach out, to hold on to his dad, but the door between them
had already closed shut. It had not been slammed—but it might as well
have.
Some
silences were more suffocating, weighing more heavily on you with
worry, hurt, anguish; they were much more alarming than the noisiest
noise. To Ben’s ears, it sounded final.
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