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β IβI think Mama andβ and Father are mad at me . They always look sβso upset . . . β
He murmurs , trembling from his crying .
β IβI donβt understand , M-Mrs Matthews . . . have I not been good. . ? β
β sets the brush down and scoops mika into her arms . her finger lifts and she wipes the tears from beneath his eyes . )
β my darling , you mustnβt cry . what ever is the matter ?
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before pushing up on his feet and reaching out to take a fishing rod.
β Iβm just super excited ! Maybe mama will smile too . . . Iβm earninβ my keep ! β
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β Oh . Okay . β
Mika hums . Oblivious to the worse of it .
β Do you think Iβll catch a bigggg fish? Will it make Father proud of me , you think? β
Turning his head to look up at Javierβ
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β turning the stallion loose , he approached the waters edge . β
β β Β» γ I do β¦ but itβs nothing to worry about , β¦ he cares very much about where people are from β¦
As well as what they look like . I look a way that makes him β¦ judgmental towards me . β
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β . . IβI found you a pretty flower , look! I went into the woods and found it . β
Sitting up , he holds out the flower to her . Petals white and delicate.
β I-I wanted to make you happy , Mama. . β
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there goes that smile, that quiet time of hers. she tenses at the touch, every fibre of her body affected. she's much too tired to feign any joy.
β "what is it, mika?"
Her quiet time to herself literally doesnβt last that long when Mika stumbled over to lay over her stomach .
β Mama! I got you somethinβ! β
Getting attention the only way he knows how β
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β Hehehβ Iβm glad , Mister Javier ! β
Grinning , he hurried over near the water for a moment , crouching down to poke at it .
β Father says a lot about you , like calls you names . They must not be nice . β
Humming to himself ,
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β The simplest of words Javier could put it into .
Boaz was already trying to scoop up mouthfuls of grass .
Eating was his true passion . β
β β Β» γ I donβt mind taking you out for the evening , or listening . β
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β I like that you want to hang out with me , Mister Javier . I donβt get to talk very much . Father tells me Iβm an βannoying little shitβ when I talk too much . β
Blinking a couple times , he returns to fidgeting in his seat .
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β Father said he used to have curls but they went away . I think your hair looks nice how it is , Mister Javier . β
Heβd look up to give a smile with his teeth .
β Are we almost there? Iβm really excited . β
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β ++ The stallion outstretching his neck and fluttering his lips .β
β β Β» γ Besides , the shore is more comfortable to stand on. β
β The comment about his hair made his eyes flash down . β
β β Β» γ I shed like a dog β¦ curls keep the hair in place . β
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It honestly was kinda impressive this kid knew more words than Jack did . Suppose heβs been around his Father so much he picked up on Micahβs excruciatingly annoying vocabulary, with how many just grand speechβs he likes to prattle about.
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β ++ The stallion outstretching his neck and fluttering his lips .β
β β Β» γ Besides , the shore is more comfortable to stand on. β
β The comment about his hair made his eyes flash down . β
β β Β» γ I shed like a dog β¦ curls keep the hair in place . β