"I talked to dad," she said, shifting her glass on the table, "they're fighting again--"
"Yeah, you know what, I've moved on -- moved up, even," I said, "and left their little -- little fucking dramas behind."
She sighed and her eyes couldn't seem to leave her plate as she murmured, "no, no -- she cheated on him and this time... I think it's really over."
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