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"You beat ravy with those, son" Malinda stuffed a spoonful in his ht She sat back with a contented smile and raised her eyebrows across the table "You were saying, dear?"

A" She folded her hands over her lap and sat back as well

Malinda looked like the cat that sed the canary and got aith it She glowed for a moment before she looked to me "Sam, honey, tell o on long runs"

"All the tierness couldn’t be contained "She can run for hours at a tio out for cross country, but she doesn’t"

Aware of all the attention, I muttered, "I don’t do it for sport It’s ine trying to coan in sports Those two are natural talents" Cassandra leaned back and regardedsmile

I tilted my head to the side and asked, "Don’t you run cross country?"

She blinked "Yeah Why?"

Malinda placed a hand on ushed out, "Oh, you must try out for the team--"

"It was in the fall We’re done already" Cassandra’s tone had chilled

Malinda frowned a second and then smiled Two dimples showed "How about for track? Do you run for track, Cassandra?"

She seemed frozen in place "I run the two o, honey Run the twofor you You could smoke anyone"

"Mo track I don’t care how hed, a bit strained "Not for you, honey For Sa for it"

I grinned at her words "That’s what Garrett said He asked what the point of running so hed at the memory He’d been so brash

She quieted and I felt David’s silence beside me

I turned, helpless, "Not that I care what he said, but…"

David tried to givesmile

I floundered anyway "I’m sorry, dad"

He shook his head "No No, honey Don’t ever apologize for thinking of a memory, certainly not when it cole" style="display:block" data-ad-client="ca-pub-7451196230453695" data-ad-slot="9930101810" data-ad-format="auto" data-full-width-responsive="true"></ins>