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The twoed “You look like shit”

Brett laughed A full-on laugh that lit up his wife’s face “You look as pretty as ever,” Brett replied before his eyescompany My wife insists we’ve et that So nice to meet you Donovan”

“Likewise,” Donovan answered softly

Morgan tugged on his leg again “Is she your girlfriend?” The little eyebroere drawn together tight “You tolded irlfriend”

Donovan an “Don’t worry darlin’, Jack is all yours” She then marched up the steps with Coco and paused in front of Brett

“Thanks soI hope you don’t s to Jack you know, and Jack just can’t go anywhere without him”

Brett laughed again “You’re full of shit”

“I arin

Morgan took that os “That’s a bad word, isn’t it, Uncle Jack?”

“Sure is,” he replied, eyes on the three adults above him

“Moonna make Daddy put a fiver in the swear jar”

“Is she now,” Jack said, scooping up his little friend beforehis way to the stairs so that he could join everyone else on the deck

Brett turned and offered his hand and the frailty of hiave his wine to Sabrina, set down his favorite little girl and engulfed his buddy in a hug meant for men It was quick and hard and jam packed with emotion

“Glad you’re here,” Brett said, voice gruff

“Yeah,” Jack replied “Me too I would have come sooner if I’d known”