Date: 2017-01-07 02:43 am (UTC)
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She nodded and hugged him again, even though it stopped them moving. "You're one of my boys," she said, whispering fiercely. "You're family, you're mine. And this time when I leave, you're coming with me."

Then she moved to link her arm with his so they could walk again, and she smirked. "You can have the bunk bed."
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