The One Thing

Dale, a slight composer and studio musician, never had much in common with his father, a blue-collar enthusiast of cheep beer and football.

Now he was gone and they’ll never be able to make that connection. As he sifted, sorted and packed his fathers estate, it bothered Dale that neither of them had really tried.

While cleaning out the bathroom closet Dale found an old photo album. Suspicious place, he thought.

Inside, he discovered the preserved pages from the pinup magazines of his father’s youth. All his favorite pictures, fifty issues of Playboy here, collected in one convenient volume.

“That’s… brilliant!”

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