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“Tank!” Bea squeals

I rubthe mess with her

“I love you, Mrs Andrews”

“I love you too, Mr Andrews”

Unable to hold myself back, I pick Bea up and carry her to our bedroom

“Tank, you made the bed!”

I chuff, placing her down in theher in my arms

“No Honeybee I never unmade it”

“Never?”

“I slept in the recliner I told you I was never going to spend another night in bed without you”

“Mouess I wasn’t sleeping in a bed without you either”

“I don't want to spend another night without you”

“And now you don’t have to”

“Did you , and I wait for soh

Her hands caress , “I missed you like a bee misses honey, and flowers, and sunshine”