- Dant sits back down, his expression dull, eyes faraway.
"Dad?" Jess presses.
"Oh! Hey there Sweety, you stop by to see your old man?" Dant responds, a glee in his words.
Jess can't help but be perplexed by her father's sudden shift. She stands staring horrified at the cheerful old-timer in amidst the ruin of his outburst. She'd heard the noise complaints from neighbours, always thought it was just her Dad's way of filtering out the war - but this, this was much worse than a flashback - something was happening here, and she knew it was just the beginning.
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