-Caleb- “How is your steak, Caleb?” Hank asked as we sat outside on the deck. Hank was grilling steaks, and of course, my mother had made side dishes. I must have looked pretty doom and gloom because Hank was frowning at me. “Steak’s great,” I said, trying to insert some enthusiasm into my respons
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