Loving The Mafia King
I let out a deep, heartfelt sigh, my voice filled with warmth, "Happy birthday, Dad."
"Thank you," Dad replies
Kai joins in, his arms enveloping Dad, "Happy birthday, Uncle Ezra." Dad smiles warmly, replying to Kai's embrace, "Thank you, Kai."
Without missing a beat, I playfully interject, "Ohh, I can’t believe it. My sweet daddy is getting old." My voice softens as I gently pat his cheeks. It's become a yearly tradition for me to jest about his age, and the banter always brings a smile to both our faces. "Don’t grow old, Daddy."
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