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I was about 20. My Father asked me to drive him to the city. I had agreed to go to the seaside with my friend.
So I said NO to my father who had bought me the car.
To this day I regret this and I will give aything to be able to say to my father how sorry I am.
But my father is dead now, and I will never see him again to say how sorry I am.
But my friend Joe once told me: 'Don't worry, your father knows'.
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