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Day's lips twitched at Dawn's commentary, but pulled down quickly once again as he wondered just how truthful he would be with his daughter. Entirely truthful, he reluctantly decided. "Angrier than that," he said solemnly. "Angry enough that I've done things I shouldn't have. Things that I'm ashamed to have done."

And there she went, bringing up Adeline again. Day gave a little sigh. Not one of irritation, but one of giving up, of giving in. He would tell her, he decided. She would only keep wondering, and drawing her own conclusions. Inevitably, she'd encounter these sort of complicated things as she grew older. Day would rather be the one to introduce it to her than a stranger.

"I'm gonna tell you a story, Dawn. It might be kinda hard for you to understand, and it doesn't make me look very good - and it isn't very easy for me to tell - but I want you to listen, okay?" he said gently, his heart thumping unevenly in his throat.