Oh my God. He is psychic.

“Yeah, that’s right. And I swear

I don’t even know why I did it.

But how did you know?”

Hunter, I used to be in radio,

remember? I know how it is when

a pretty girl throws herself at you.

Good. He gets it. God, I’m glad

he’s been there, except …

“But you never got caught.”

No, Hunter. See, I never said

okay, not once I’d made a solid

commitment to your mom. I just

couldn’t take a chance on losing her.

THIS COULD TURN INTO A LECTURE

And it sort of does.

Believe me, there were

plenty of willing women.

Some really didn’t want

to take no for an answer.

I nod. Because I know.

But your mom came to me

already wounded. I had

to win her trust. Destroying

that trust was unthinkable.

Dad and the moral high road.

Even beyond my time in

radio, there have been plenty

of temptations over the years.

I’m sure for your mom, too.

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