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“I’randfather did, and randfather did…be prospected,” Bolt answers, and narrows his eyes

I could practically hear hi

“Hmm,” Jamie mutters

Bolt tenses up

I intervene “How about we dish up soets cold?”

“Sounds great, Aunt Blue,” Bolt replies

We lih dinner with stilted sather the dirty dishes, I feel like a referee “You got hoht?” I ask Bolton

“Nope, got a test to study for though, so I’ll be in my room” He leans in, places a kiss on my cheek, and heads down the hall

“Your nephew see me a few minutes later

“He is,” I reply with a huge shman

“You think of him as your own,” Jamie says

“You know I do”

“What do you want for his future?”

“Whatever will make him happy Above all in life you need to enjoy”

“You believe that?”