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... Vale nearly choked on his coffee. He turned to his eight-year-old son, Noah, who was casually spooning cereal into his mouth like he hadn't just said something insane.
"Excuse me?"
Noah swallowed, then shrugged. "A dog. You said no 'cause they're too expensive. But if you die, I get your life insurance, right?"
Ronan dropped his head on the table with a groan. "It is too early for this conversation."
"So... is that a no?"
"It's a what-the-hell, Noah!"
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