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“A story?” “Yeah! The fox one.” He reached toward the small stack of books on his bedside table. “Mommy always reads it!” My throat tightened. I forced a small smile and took the book. “Alright. The fox it is.” The pages felt rough beneath my fingertips. I cleared my throat and began. “Once upon a time, there was a fox who lived—” Aaron frowned, tilting his head. “You sound weird.” I blinked. “Weird?” “Your voice is funny.”

And don't forget to get me something nice as a gift" Alexandra said "Something nice like?" "Well, like yourself" Alexandra drawled over the phone as she bit her lower lip, her fingers running through her hair Steven laughed as silently as he could at Alexandra's attempt to flirt. "Alright then. I'll get you something nice" "Yeah, yeah" "So, I'll have to hang up now, Lexa. I need to go inside. We'll talk later" "Alright then. Do take care of yourself and have a nice evening" "You too" Steven hung up

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She realized Xavier saw her in a way no one else ever did. Ten minutes passed. The babies were still active, making Liora sigh in frustration. Xavier reached for a small book on the nightstand. Its cover was blue, illustrated with the moon and stars. “What’s that?” Liora asked. “A storybook. Isabelle left it yesterday.” Xavier opened a page. “Maybe my boring voice will calm them down.” Liora stifled a laugh. “Even I might fall asleep first listening to that.” Xavier began to read in a low, steady voice. Not theatrical, but flat and soothing, like the flow of a river at night. Liora closed her eyes, listening. From time to time, she felt the babies move less, then stir again, then settle.

Someone that was staring at her. ‘Oh crap.’ “Sorry,” She mouthed and he shrugged. They started again by reading the first chapter together. Xeelany listened attentively to each word as she slowly progressed through each sentence. She tried to concentrate on every single syllable as she felt as if her mind was being filled with water from all those words flowing over each other in a never ending flow. “You should really try harder at understanding these,” Xavier chuckled as he put a bookmark in the book they were currently reading and closed it. “You’ve barely gotten through a fourth chapter now.”

Fabian notices and squeezes my hands so I don't cry. "The last name I'm going to call is... Gabriella Johanson." He announces and I freeze. Did he just call my name? Am I dreaming? Is this for real? Fabian slaps my arm, jerking me back to reality and I calmly lean forward to collect my sketch sheet and a few people applauded but Trisha and her friends practically stared at me with a look of disgust and confusion on their faces.

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in a tone that indicated she knew it wasn't but had decided to protect his feelings, which she'd apparently also gotten from me. Hunter was reading Knox a book about wolves. Not a children's book — an actual naturalist's guide that Hunter had gotten from the library and which I was fairly certain he was only partially reading and was mostly studying the diagrams. Knox was listening with the same focused attention he gave everything that came from Hunter, and Hunter kept pausing to check that Knox was still listening and Knox kept making sounds that confirmed he was. I stood at the counter with my coffee and tried to remember what the mornings had looked like before this.