"The radio station isn't Jessica's personal territory and is owned by the military. If she can't understand that, she doesn't deserve to wear the uniform," Samson said to Celia, firmly and confidently."But Jess hasn't been home in days. I don't want you two fighting because of me," Celia said."She's just being stubborn. This isn't about you," Samson replied.Then, the whole mood changed as I heard Celia laughing. "Sam, don't let go! Hold on, I'm going to fall! Ah…! I'm falling! Sam! Catch me!"When I walked in, I finally saw what was happening. Samson was helping Celia learn to ride a bike out in the yard, holding her steady as she wobbled along. In the end, Celia shrieked, fell off the bike, and tumbled right into his arms. "Sam, am I really that stupid? Why can't I get the hang of this after so long?"Samson's voice was gentle. "You'll get it. Just keep practicing."Celia's smile was radiant. "Sam, you're the best!"I couldn't help remembering when I was learning to ride a
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