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"Open your coffin, son. It's time."
"Can't I stay up, watch the sunrise? Just once?"
Head shake.
"Will you read me another coffintime story?"
"You're almost two hundred years old," Dad sighs. "When you gonna grow up? "
"Never," I remind him. "Kinda your fault for coming home thirsty that time."
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