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Nate grinned, chuckling, playing. |
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Hunter was still confused with everything happening with his mom and frowned at the thought. "Daddy? Can mommy come with us to the store tomorrow? I wanna get another truck when we get food!" He explained with a small smile forming |
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"Mommy still isn't feeling well, bud, so maybe another day,' |
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"Okay..." HUnter said, frowning. "I'm all done playing. Can we get a snack?" |
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Nate nodded, feeling awful his son had to go through this. "Yeah, lets go get a snack," |
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Nate nodded and walked to the kitchen |
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Nate followed Hunter, "What would you like, bud?" |
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Nate nodded, giving him one of his squeezy yogurts. |
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He thanked his dad and walked to the couch, turning on bluey |
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Breezy and Pleasant
