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“Yeah, well, that’s different.”

“Enough, you two. Your dad isn’t dying. He was sick, but he’s getting better.” I stood up and switched Hank to my other arm. “If the two of you can get along for more than ten minutes, I have something for you in the car. From the city.”

“From the candy shop?” Taylor was instantly ten again. “Say it’s from the candy shop!”

I laughed and nodded. “First one to the car is a rotten egg.”

Casey took off at a sprint and then yelled. “Hey!”

Taylor crept forward dramatically. “I’ve never been a rotten egg!”

I passed both of them on the way down to the car, happy to have stopped the charging through the house for a moment, at least.


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