Russell
he says, making me knit my eyebrows, looking at him with the hope that things would get better.
"I love you, Daddy."
"I love you, pumpkin," he says as his voice breaks for a second. He clears his throat and fights back the tears building up in his eyes. "Anyway... gotta go. Roger and Jorge have been blowing up my phone and wondering how you are. Gotta go back to the office and make sure they're not trying to gather a mosh pit, with forks and torches to kill Craig." he says, chuckling. Russell chuckles, nodding his head, wrapping his hand over my shoulders.
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