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She straightened her spine “I’m fine, Copper Beth and I are fine We don’t need help”

He s his forehead “So, you want o, then? Don’t want me to take Beth for ice cream?”

It was then, thirty pounds of kiddo ca roo fro over music at a concert

Copper sat back down and cocked his head, waiting She wanted to shove that eyebrow back in place

Fine With a roll of her eyes, she nodded “Not so loud, Bethy”

Squealing, Beth climbed back on Copper’s lap “Ice cream?”

“You bet, princess Caest bowls of ice cream you’ve ever seen”

“Yes,” Beth said on a breath Her eyes were so wide, both Copper and Shell laughed “What about Mommy?”

“Aren’t you sweet to think of your prettyto stay here and do soone That okay?”

Beth frowned, deep in thought Shell bit her lower lip to keep any hed possibilities and didn’t make too many rash decisions, despite her exciteet mommy ice cream so she won’t be sad”

“That sounds like a good idea, princess You knohat kind your aze stayed on Shell

His behavior made her head spin in so many directions Questions popped up from every corner of her brain

Why was he doing this?

Why did he call her pretty?

Why had he held her on his lap last night?

None of those would ever be answered, but her mind didn’t seem to care It loved to torture her hat she’d never have