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Alder's POV

The process was quite fast and easy. Soon Thelma has her own name, and social security number. She has said thank you so much I'm tired of hearing thank you and might punch the next person that says it. I sit with my mother , father and her at the dinner table and my mother has such a happy look on her face.

Thelma keeps helping her do stuff and it's busy in the kitchen, noise of laughter resounds in the kitchen and my ears begin to ring.

Dad winks at me ,grabs two bottles of beer and walk out into the backyard. I take that as the cue to follow him. We get into the backyard and sit on the swings , he passes one of the beer bottles to me and takes a sip.

"She looks like good wife and mother material" he says and I look to the kitchen window seeing Thelma laugh with my mother. I sigh and take a sip of the beer. Truth is I can't argue.

"Why do you keep sighing?" he asks me taking more of his beer and making me look like this the first beer I'll ever drink.

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