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His eyes narrowed. “This doesn’t look like me,” he said, lifting the paper. “It does.” “Do I look like an angry potato?” When my eyes fell on it, I couldn’t help my laugh either. She’d drawn the direct opposite of him, worse with two horns on his head. Naughty child. The cartoon character that she’d drawn looked nothing like Ronan yet it was impressive. “Yes, bad uncle. You look like an angry potato.” He let out a disbelieving chuckle and returned his attention to his files. “Unbelievable.”

Killian asked. The boy proudly held it up. It was... terrible. Absolutely terrible. Three stick figures: one tall, one medium, one tiny. The tall figure had ridiculously broad shoulders, the medium one had long hair, and the tiny one was holding cookies. Killian smiled. "Is that us?" Aiden nodded. "Yep. And that's Mom, and that's me." Killian pointed at the oversized figure. "And that's..." "You." "Why do I look like a tree?"

Keisha greeted the stranger whose eyes were now on me. “It's not an issue. I hate intentional bullies. Hi, my name is Stefan.” He said with a kind smile that sent butterflies up my belly. “Hello Stefan, I'm Keisha,” my friend said when I took too long to respond, “and my tongue tied friend here is Elara. You have to pardon her. She is going through a Tia crisis so she must have forgotten how to be polite.” Stefan laughed — and oh the sound of his laughter was so sweet to the ear, like the sounds of music.

“Grandma, no. Please don’t.” But she ignored him, flipping through the pages with determination. “Oh, this one,” she said, showing me a picture of a much younger Carter, no older than six or seven. His cheeks were round and pink, and he had that mischievous look in his eye that told you trouble was never far behind. He was standing next to a huge tree with a squirrel perched on his shoulder. I couldn’t help but laugh. “Look at that face. You look like you’re about to start a forest fire.”

He was her loyal knight, pouring her wine and serving her food, all the ruthless decisiveness of an Underboss erased. They were laughing and talking, and I was clearly not needed as a prop. I didn't want to waste any more time and looked for a chance to slip away. But Noa suddenly turned to me gracefully. "You must be Maeve. I've heard so much about you. The famous 'piano goddess of the underworld'." Caught off guard by being singled out, I quickly waved my hand. "Thank you, but that's an overstatement. Just some flattery from friends."

It's pathetic! He dropped that bomb and strutted off before I could fire back. I could hardly believe my ears that such boneheaded words came from the man I have loved for years. His so-called 'cozy winter promos' were just a table with free cups of cheap black coffee and some giveaway gloves out front. The coffee often went cold, untouched, and those gloves ended up in the street bin. However, Seth, of course, thought they were pure gold. Somehow, I was the one cashing in on Lily's ideas!

It took me a while to realize I still had my earpiece plugged in. "Hi," he waved at me, exposing his pearly set of teeth. I opened and closed my mouth utterly speechless, do male fictional cartoon character exists in real life because he was damn fine. "I was bored so I thought you could keep me company." He blurted out scratching his low cut hairstyle. He saw the shock register on my face before I could hide it. A small smile played on his lips, I guess he gets that a lot. "I'm Tife Coker." I extended my hands for a handshake.

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He recognised the bear from a cartoon Arlie had watched when he was younger. It was Bernard, a cartoon series about an unlucky big bear. Logan scrolled down. It showed the bear falling off a plane and slamming right into some cow dung head-first, with his big butt protruding out of the pile of dung. Logan’s brows furrowed. He wondered who the sender was. Then he replied to the email, ‘Who the hell are you? You have the guts to send me an email but do you have the guts to come at me face to face?’

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