" "Which is true," I said, laughing. "That reminds me...I'm going to start Krav Maga training." "Really?" There was a thoughtful pause. "One of the guys on the force is big on it. Maybe I'll check it out and we can compare notes when I come out to visit you." "You're coming to New York?" I couldn't hide my excitement. "Oh, Dad, I'd love it if you would. As much as I miss SoCal, Manhattan is really awesome. I think you'll like it." "I'd like anyplace in the world as long as you're there." He waited a beat, then asked, "How's your mom?" "Well...she's Mom. Beautiful, charming, and obsessive-compulsive." My chest hurt and I rubbed at it. I thought my dad might still love my mom. He'd never married. That was one of the reasons I never told him about what happened to me. As a cop, he would've insisted on pressing charges and the scandal would have destroyed my mother. I also
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