Cristina: "There's a club. The dead dads club, and you can't be in it until you're in it. You can try to understand, you can sympathize, but until you feel that loss… My dad died when I was nine."
George nods slightly.
Cristina: "George, I'm really sorry you had to join the club."
George, his voice raw, tells her, "I don't know how to exist in a world where my dad doesn't."
Cristina: "Yeah, that never really changes."
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