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I close the screen, put my hands behind my head, and lean back a little in my chair. “I’m telling you. This is the best option.”

“Not when it comes to the future you could have with Mae.”

“But it is when it comes to my future bank account.”

She scoffs. “Yeah, yeah. You’ve already made it clear where your priorities are.”

“What can I say? Dylan has to go to college someday, doesn’t he?”

“Dean, I’m going to clobber you the next time you use that one on me. You know full well that you personally have tens of millions, or more, not to mention 90% of Cornel Condominiums!” she nearly shouts at me. “So cut it out with the ‘I’ve got to make this money or I can’t send my son to college.’ crap.” Coral gives me an angry look before opening the computer again.

No one can say that I don’t know when to keep my mouth shut. And this is one of those times.

With her busy in her pointless search, I go talk to my son to find out what’s bothering him.

“Dylan? Dylan!” I have to scream loudly to be heard over his music.

He turns it off and opens the door a crack.

“What?”

“Can we talk for a second?”

“About what?”

“About you.”

“Me?”

“Yeah.”

I step into his room and sit on his bed.

“Come here.” I pat the quilt next to me.

He rolls his eyes but does as I suggest. “Coral seems to think you’re in some kind of mood. What do you think, Dyl?”

“I’m just bored.”

“Why don’t you draw some more?”

“I don’t want to.”

“Do you miss Mina?” I take a stab in the dark.

He’s quiet for several seconds, but then he says, “Yeah.”

“I figured.”

“What about you, Dad?”

“What do you mean?”

“Mae, do you miss her?”

“Oh. I, uh—”

“You don’t have to play stupid with me, Dad. I know you like her.”

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