lked into MJ's nursery and found her so

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so much like Dylan's. He was holding a spoon like a brush, proud of hi

d him, but his joy was infectious. And this this mes

edictable.

and said, "What exactly are you

hat's you! And

circles, one clearly mu

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aid, then added innocen

smiling. "Remind me

urned cotton-candy pink, Amara sat on the porch, reading a b

and already resting instinctively on her back. "Y

e gets his weir

foot in the sand, chasing the tide,

ip of tea. "Yo

s wh

nonstop meetings. The world c

ise. I miss the fire sometimes. But this? This i

long time. "You make pe

, her pho

Africa board. A media leak. Something about an old investor

expression shi

said. "Not comp

t me to read it

m the phone.

n passed it back. "It's noise. Let the

ded, ex

y. "You're a mother. A mogul.

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in. The stars started

mango stains, and the murmurs of t

f being forgotten.Not of being d