She laughed at her own story. I didn’t.Lyra, perched in her high chair, kept turning toward me. Her small hands reached for me as she smiled “Dada,” she said, grinning.I leaned over and kissed her soft curls, then Kael’s head.And I stood up.Elise blinked, confused. “Ferris?”“I have something to
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