~Mickey’s Point of View~ “Yeah ma, I know. No, I don’t think you should come up for the trial, it'll just worry you more,” I said, rolling my eyes. “All right but I still think you need my support. Your father wants to talk, love you my bubbie,” she said, putting the phone down. Over 30 and she still pinches my damn cheeks, that woman. I heard someone pick up the receiver. “Mickey, look … I hope you can clear up this mess soon. I have some things to discuss in person. I want you to come down to Miami just as soon as you’re acquitted,” my father said. “That’s awfully presumptuous but I like your optimism,” I said, trying to puff up my chest like Aleksey and use big words.
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