My Dad had no problems. No, really. It’s true. I heard him say so myself.
When Mom attempted to ask for help or discuss problems she was having with us kids or, God forbid, her relationship with him, my father responded predictably.
“Is there a problem? Well, I don’t have any problems. So it must be your problem.”
And that was that.
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