11-20-2016, 02:57 PM
The young father stared at his son and looked sad after a few moments, more tears came to his eyes and he sniffed lightly,"Pop missed it."He rubbed his eyes with his undershirt,"They were supposed to be here for it."He stroked the boy's hair so it smoothed against his head and kissed his small nose, the infant hadn't taken much time to get used to him and slept soundly on his chest.
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