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... unched myself onto the bed like a missile of love and pure cuteness.

THUMP!

I scrambled up the edge like a tiny, determined climber and flopped beside him with dramatic flair. Papa blinked in surprise just as I began my signature move—

ROLLLLLLL... ROLLLLLL...

And then—hug attack!

"Got you!" I giggled, throwing my arms around him.

Papa let out a quiet chuckle and returned the hug with that rare, warm smile of his. "Well, someone’s ...

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