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custom-tailored tux Chris stared at himself in a pier

glass "Cathy, aht?" he asked with

concern

"No, darling You look terrif--as Cindy would

say"

"What do you say?"

"You grow

year" I stepped closer to encircle his waist with my

arainst his back "I love you

more each yearand even when you are as old as

Joel, I will see you as you are nowstanding twelve

feet tall, in your shining suit of armor, soon to ride your white unicorn In your hand you'll carry a twelve-foot spear with a green dragon's head perched

upon its point"

In the mirror I saw his reflection; tears had

colisten in his eyes "After all this time, you