As soon as the music started, I tapped my foot happily to the beat. “Bah,” he said. “Mere bubblegum pop. Turn on something worth hearing.”
“But I like this,” I said. “It’s happy.”
“It’s simplistic drivel. I won’t allow it in my head.”
I turned it off, but I always remember this as the moment I stopped respecting my dad.
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