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(Shift) Sorry for interrupting (period)

I go to his house and find him with his friends

He says “What are you doing here grandpa?”

I could sense the anger in his voice

I say “Its your birthday, I wanted to bring you out to lunch”

He says “Leave me alone, I’m hanging out with my friends -

- today”

I start to talk, but he cuts me off screaming “Go away, no -

- body likes you, nor does anyone want you here”

I realize he is right.

I’m an 82 year old man, nobody cares about me much -

- any more.

I apologize for interrupting him.

I walk away, feeling a single tear run down my face.

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