How this Christmas allowed my family to confront my father's absence
How this Christmas allowed my family to confront my father’s absence Ever since my father’s death, we had spent Christmas Day at a restaurant. But this year we finally stayed at home and celebrated together once more. My father’s second job, at a minicab service in Wimbledon, had always intrigued me most during the Christmas period. It was normally a Friday and Saturday evening job, but with the promise of double pay, my dad would work Christmas Eve and New Year’s Eve, returning in the early hours of morning. It was something me and my family begrudged – it meant wishing Dad “...
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