From The Prince of Tides: My father looked older, but so did I. In his face, I saw Luke's face. I knew he must have seen my mother's face. My face hurt him now but neither of us could help that. We talked about sports and coaching. The long clean seasons of football, basketball and baseball that divided all the years of our lives and provided this father and son with the only language of love allowed to pass between them.
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