I have periodically turned on the air conditioning today. I know that if Father were here, he would do all he can not to turn it on until he absolutely has to. I would always resent that because it'd be hotter than hell upstairs; it's way cooler downstairs, where my parents' bedroom is, and I sometimes wonder if they don't turn on the AC because they think everything's fine. But now that I'm in charge of paying the electric and gas bills, I'm doing my damndest not to turn it on until the heat drives me crazy. Yes, I've become My Father, and on Father's Day, no less.
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