He saw the downward tilt of Bobby's mouth, the glance to the side, all signs he had been trying to lie. It got a frown out of Jack as he put in his drink order, but he didn't say anything about it. He didn't have room to talk- he knew, if Bobby's mother and grandfathers were the source of so many of his memories, he probably wasn't the father he'd hoped he'd be remembered as. All he could do was make up for it, now.
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