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57 | AN UNUSUAL FEELING
I walked over to Paige's side of the car to help her out.
She had a grin stuck to her lips ever since she'd heard she would stay at my father’s house. Even Dad had cancelled all his work and had invited Julia's son over for her to play with. Both Julia and I had work, and neither of us had any idea how he would handle two kids on his own.
But then, I remembered how amazingly he had raised me and Mason. And we weren’t the calmest of kids.
Dad opened the door before we could reach the porch and his eyes immediately fell on the tiny figure walking beside me. Even from the distance, I could see a sincere smile tugging the corner of his lips.
"So, is this Paige?" Dad asked.
Paige nodded her head ardently and said, "I am Paige Dorothy Brown, sir."
I whipped my head toward Paige as Dad crouched to reach her height. "Oh, you're so well-mannered. So should I call you Paige,
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