Our oldest… didn’t.
She just wrapped her arms around his neck and held on longer than usual.
I stood in the kitchen doorway, memorizing everything.
The sound of his voice.
The way the girls fit into his arms.
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Our oldest… didn’t.
She just wrapped her arms around his neck and held on longer than usual.
I stood in the kitchen doorway, memorizing everything.
The sound of his voice.
The way the girls fit into his arms.