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Just because we’ve been shaking hands… a lot, doesn’t mean that I have the right to pry. So, when you are ready, you’ll tell me.

Coney Island. We had a reception at our place after my mom’s funeral and it was miserable. I was miserable and my dad took my hand and he said, “Lets get the hell out of here, Katie.” And we took the Q-train and we went up to Coney Island. And we walked up and down that beach just enjoying ourselves. We were still in our funeral clothes.

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