Chimes: 2018 Edition (emended Blazevox book pdf)

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Dad had a brother who was not significant, to him or me. He would show up for short
periods of time: six months here, a year there, and then disappear again. However,
he came to the new house with a prophecy. He had been to a psychic; the psychic
had guessed my name, and predicted that I would soon reject Dad forever, and that
if he wanted to salvage anything, he had better hurry up. It took a lot of nerve for my
uncle to say this with both Dad and I sitting right there, but he did. Dad shrugged; I
said it was bullshit; but it hit too close to home, and I made quick to leave the kitchen.
I went down to my room and turned on the radio; it was New Year’s Eve, 1991.
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