04-21-2017, 01:34 AM
Baxter wanted to complain about him using his only source of protection from the weather, though the baby was soon placed in his arms and he was distracted. Silently told how to hold his new son and pressing his lips together firmly, tilting his head and bringing the child to his chest as he held him with stiff arms. He watched their face, their bright blue eyes and frowning,"He looks...like you."
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