The coffee smelled good, and I could hear Napoleon rustling about upstairs.I came to the door of my bedroom and peeked in as he was fastening the grip...ers of his chaps. “Did you shave?” I asked him.“Yeah. I can’t go home looking like some kind of bum- I’d get killed!” he said. With a single sniff, I knew he’d used my Dad’s aftershave- the same one I remembered from his kisses on so many Christmas mornings in the past.“Let me shower up real quick,” I told him. “Coffee’s ready in the kitchen;. " I was barelyAnglican, my father taking us on Christmas Eve and Easter, unless wecomplained loudly enough and then we didn't go. Our church was theVCR, our god Blackadder. I must've looked confused, because she said,"there is neither Jew nor Gentile, neither slave nor free, nor male orfemale, for you are all one in Christ.' 'Why do you look at the speckof sawdust in your brother's eye and ignore the log in your own?'Yeah, she dragged me enough. Guess I didn't learn the right stuff."I was. More

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