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Dad
My father died on Sunday, but couldn't tell my softball teamates, because I knew they would tell me to sit out a super important game that was being played on Tuesday.
They would have been screwed in the outfield if I wasn't there, so kept it to myself. I hit a home run my first at-bat. We lost the game when I was the winning run in the last inning, but I tripped and ate it rounding second base.
To top it off, I scraped a 3 inch patch of skin off my forearm when I fell.
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