Johnny himself hadn't even known where the sudden spilling of his guts had come from, but all of a sudden there was just a need to talk to Wylie now that they weren't preoccupied with their mouths doing other things. They could look at each other properly, get to know each other. He appreciated the conversation staying on his daughter even as he offered Wylie an apologetic smile for sharing all the other stuff. "Tell me about it. I swear she's soon going to be telling me exactly how to live my life soon enough. She came over the other weekend intent on trying to get me to quit smoking. She was going to stare me into going cold turkey. She's a great kid. Best thing I ever did."
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