The hug was unexpected, but sweet. I can feel something beginning to choke up my throat, so I cough quickly to clear it, "... okay, chicken. We can work with that. And you made him a great cake." I wonder vaguely if we have any other type of party food in the house. We would have had a few more cookies if I hadn't finished them.
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Date: 2012-05-01 06:58 pm (UTC)