Jake and his father, Mr John Richardson, sat at the dining table, ready to have dinner. The large table was set with different delicacies, mainly their favorite dishes. His father sat at the head of the table, while Jake sat to his right.The warm glow of the chandelier above them cast a homely ambiance, and the mouthwatering aromas emanating from the dishes tantalized their taste buds. “Jake, I must admit, I'm quite surprised that you decided to have dinner with me tonight. I mean, it's been a while” His father said, his voice low and sincere. “True dad. I agree it's been a while.” Jake confirmed, nodding his head in agreement.“Of course. And we haven't even had a chance to talk at length in a while. I mean, just the two of us.” His father said again.Jake's eyes darted swiftly from side to side. “But we do talk sometimes, dad.”“Yeah, “sometimes”.” He stressed. “I know we talk sometimes,but those times, we only speak over the phone. It's not the same.”“Tell me, when last have yo
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