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"I know what you're doing"

"I don't know what you're talking about. " The fact that he'd answered so fast only solidified his suspicions.

"You're trying to piss me off," Max said, observing Zander's reaction. "All those things you ordered back at the store and now all this food. You're doing it to see if I'll get mad at you." At that, he looked up. "You are my son and I've missed out on so many years of your life. I'll gladly buy you anything reasonable. If you want to order all the food on the menu, go ahead. I don't mind"

"You can buy me anything I want, but I still won't like you," Zander said with so much conviction that Max felt as if someone had plunged a knife into his heart. How was it possible that his only son hated him with such intensity? As each second passed, he was aware of the time he wasn't spending with him. There was a timer in his head that kept ticking, reminding him that this was yet another minute spent without knowing his boy.

It made him wonder if Z