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Not politely.
Not because someone had sent him a joke.
It was the nervous, hopeful smile of a man remembering that someone might still find him interesting.
“What are you looking at?”
Dad locked the screen immediately.
“Nothing.”
I raised one eyebrow.
He lasted fewer than ten seconds.
“I made a profile.”
“A dating profile?”
He nodded, suddenly looking embarrassed.
“I can delete it.”
“Why would you delete it?”