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I could not take my eyes off that child, not froot very close

The boy could not take his eyes off htened up from Heath’s shoulder as he studiedhim

Heath ruffled the boy’s hair and kissed him on the forehead, like he’d done it a million times They were obviously close

That ht back, but when he tilted his head and looked down at the boy, his eyes softened to unrecognizable

He adored this child

"This ‘im, Unca Heaf?" the child asked

"Yeah, sport, it sure is Can’t you tell? You look just like him"

I couldn’t breathe, couldn’t speak, couldn’t forht, my whole astonished self wrapped up in this little person I’d only just set eyes on, only discovered existed an endless , because I had questions I needed answers to, but it all escaped h, cooling, of course, when he was talking to me "Meet Caht there What breath I had left was knocked clean out of iven hi like a h to tell me who this child was, certainly the na eyes at me once, twice "Daddy?" His voice was tentative, and it was clearly a question

He kneho I was He’d been told about me

Even the two year old was more apprised of the situation than I was He was clearly related to Iris and Heath

I had to clear et my answer out "Yes," I told my son emotionally "I’m your daddy"

He reached out an arm to etting into Heath’s personal space to accommodate this little child’s silent request

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Heath didn’t say one word, just let out a little protesting grunt and let the child have his way