He does. But it doesn't seem real anymore. And I think what hurts a lot is a few of the times that I needed him to be home, he was racing. He was gone when our group got in trouble for plagarizing. He was gone when we got our bad grade. He was gone during lock-in. And today I asked him if he remembered my dance routine song. Not only did he not know, but he made excuses. So maybe it wasn't the fairest question, but he can't remember what classes I'm taking next year while he always knows who has the pole and who won last race.
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