Don't Worry About the Kids (1997)

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Dominick’s Game THOUGH I MISSED MY FATHER most at School foot-ball games, when the other boys’ fathers were there, I never told Mother. I didn’t feel I had the right. My father died over eight years ago, and I was too young then to remember him much, so I figured the best thing was not to bother Mother about what I was feeling. It wasn’t even as if I ever knew him well enough to miss him, I’d tell myself. It was more that at things such as football games, I was aware of his absence.
Mother didn’t attend any of our football games and I could understand that. Ever since Father died, any kind of violence upsets her terribly. There are some days when she can’t bear to look at raw meat or raw fish. Maybe if I’d been there when he died I’d feel the same. Mother has never told me what it was like, but it seems they were both sitting up in bed and reading that night, when he suddenly grabbed her arm and then blood started spilling from his mouth. She screamed and locked the door and wouldn’t
...let me into the room until others had arrived, so I never got to see my father again until the funeral.MoreLess
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