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"Then, would you like to see the other one I drew l?" "You drew another one?" Charlie eagerly nodded and flipped the page of his sketchpad. There was a drawing of a man standing beside a child. "This is mean uncle," he pointed at the larger figure. "And this," his finger moved over to the smaller one. "Is me." Bellatrix froze. Her eyes slowly rose to meet his. "Mean uncle?" Charlie's eyes sparkled as he nodded. "Yeah, he helped me at the airport, remember?" At the airport? Cillian?

Aiden’s voice was soothing and gentle, reaching the paw. Charlie… the two months old baby I had in mind, had thick, wavy fur around his body and heavy fur on his tail, thighs, and neck. He also barked at Aiden… a cute bark that made Deborah say, “Aw, so cute,” and wagged his tail as he sniffed my best friend’s hand. Charlie is not a baby but an adorable Golden Retriever puppy. “Charlie’s a dog?” I murmured, not exactly wanting to say it out loud.

He made hand gestures, saying, “Somewhere there.” Charlie, “...” *** In the wee hours, curiosity got to Charlie. She could not sleep! Charlie frantically searched her room, turning everything upside down. When she finally found her tape measure, she wasted no time determining his size. “Eight inches long and 4.8 girth.” Remembering the stories she had read and seen online, Charlie gasped, “Oh my god! He’s a rare breed—straight out of a romance novel!” The next day, however, Charlie overheard many wildly exaggerated versions of Taylor’s shape and size.

“Tell me I’m hallucinating.” Blake didn’t even look up. “What?” Charlie leaned against the doorframe, arms crossed. “Tell me I’m not seeing you—Blake freaking Andrews—studying.” Blake finally looked up, scowling. “Do you mind? Ever heard of knocking?” Charlie ignored him, walking over and snatching the textbook off the desk before Blake could stop him. He skimmed a few pages, raising an eyebrow. “Projectile motion? Since when do you give a damn about physics?”

“Oh God, how cute is that?” “Just you wait,” Joel chuckles, carefully placing Charlie in the baby seat that’s been attached to the wagon, ensuring he’s secure. He hands Charlie a sign that reads: “No worries, ladies—I’m still single.” “That is the cutest thing I’ve ever seen!” I clap my hands, laughter spilling out as Charlie chomps down on the sign. “Even if he is sucking on it!” Joel beams at me. “There you go... all ready to wow the crowd!”

Charlie walks over to a computer and starts typing away. He jots down a couple numbers on a paper, before looking at Jenna and me. “Hop into the golf cart and I will drive you over to where your mother and father’s things have been stored,” Charlie says as he walks out from behind the counter and over to a golf cart. Jenna and I get in, as Charlie takes the driver’s seat. He ambles along slowly chatting with Jenna about her due date and what she is hoping for.

The first class finished smoothly. The drool-filled teddy throw did not develop into any disaster. For the first thirty minutes, Charlie listened to Anthony's lecture as his students did. An hour and a half later, Charlie was sleeping peacefully in his stroller. He was probably full after finishing a bottle of milk and some fruit.

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Charlie! His brain was in overdrive as he saw him descend down and walking towards the crossing, Zero watched as he looked on his both sides and he waited there to ask Charlie to head back to Delhi as Maya had got his sniff and it'd be dangerous for him but the sudden intrusion from a harsh screech of tires pulled his attention towards the other side of the road.

Charlie remained quiet beside me and stepped a little closer to my side when another couple got on with us. At the main level we got out. We emerged in a grand foyer buzzing with excitement and energy—and a shit ton of kids. Charlie turned in a slow circle, looking up at the glass ceiling and all the bright machines playing cartoonish music, then putting two and two together. “Did you take me to a kid’s amusement arcade?” “Yes and no.” “Explain the yes part first.”