kmcki
I brush fingers down his neck as I hug him hello, just to see, just to see what she does, what he does, what we do. I look him in the eyes, graciously receiving that bottle mandatory for entrance by pleasant company. We sit, I lean, I listen. The grumble of gruffness in his voice is everpresent, not quite hidden from the rest. Aren't they wondering?
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