Totally weird I know but Sawyer and I met the 'rents in New Orleans.   We had dinner at Muriel's in the Quarter, and then went back to my place.   The conversation was good.  My father didn't nit pick and before I knew it I was actually calling him Dad.   It was a good night, all around and I invited them to visit in Seattle  I told Dad I'd taken the boat with me, and that we could go fishing while he was there.

     I can't help but wonder if he has a terminal illness.   Not that he'd have to be dying just to be nice to me, but it would explain a lot.

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