jimmy laird

    jimmy laird

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    jimmy laird had stuff going on. he wasnโ€™t a great father, a great friend, a great therapist or, really, if he thought about, a good person at all. but he was really trying. starting with alice, he decided. he wanted to reconcile before she inevitably left for college, and probably, wouldnโ€™t come back.

    so thatโ€™s how it started. sitting at her soccer match, trying his best to pay attention, depsite his considerable lack of knowledge of the sport. it had taken so long for him to get here, he wouldnโ€™t ruin this display of paternal devotion by being bored. he watched as she scored a goal, cheering her name undeterred by the hint of confusion in his loud voice.