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Colt 7

 COLT POV

"Please, Colt," Mom begs, and I sigh while glancing over at my distracted father. 

  We have both done an outstanding job ignoring each other, but mom seems determined not to let me leave until we have spoken. 

  "Mom, he is busy speaking with Pastor Tony. I need to get my boxes out of my truck bed and into my hotel room before the rain turns all the cardboard to mush. I didn't get a chance last night because I was exhausted," I explain while squeezing her hand. 

   She sighs and gives me a brief nod. 

  "Fine runaway. But this isn't over, Colt. I will not stand for the two of you not speaking to each other. You never know when you might not get an opportunity to apologize to someone. My mother passed away before I could. Don't be like me, son. Fix this," my mom orders, and I nod. 

  I give her cheek a quick kiss and leave. When I get to my still full truck, I press the un

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