Tough luck
Rick Adams took a deep breathe before walking out of the elevator and into the hallway of his father's hotel room. His father had called earlier to summon him to his room. Rick of course knew what they were going to discuss about. He had wanted to prepare himself a bit, come up with a speech and all that... before finally confronting his father but well, that decision was out of his hands now. Like most things had been all his life. Well he had to do it either way and now was just as good a time as any. He mentally schooled himself. Rick knocked on the door and waited for his father to open it to him. His father was casually dressed in an underwear top and a pair of jeans. He had not been to the clinic to see Clare as far as Rick knew and seeing how the older man was dressed, he
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