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When Dad came home from football (part of his Christmas present from my sister) I left a cup of tea for him and Mum in the kitchen. I was in there anyway, making a sandwich to sneak up to my room and eat alone.
When Dad came up to swap over the cats two hours later he thanked me.
It's a small thing, but it's the first we've spoken since Christmas Day.
He's the less intractable of the two, but I'm glad to have this first sign of a thaw anyway.
Oh and my Secret Santa FINALLY arrived. Which makes me feel like I've swallowed the sun.
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