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He was the cutest little boy I’d ever seen—in the daylight—but somehow he didn’t understand that staring at someone while they were sleeping was pretty damn creepy. Really creepy.
“Whose turn is it to help me with dinner?”
All the silence needed was crickets in the background.
Mac barked from inside the house like he was volunteering.
I ruffled their hair. “Both of you are going to help? It’s my lucky day.”
All the silence needed was crickets in the background.
Mac barked from inside the house like he was volunteering.
I ruffled their hair. “Both of you are going to help? It’s my lucky day.”
The thing with being an adult sometimes, was that it sucked.
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