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His Little Girl

“Kristin, it’s Daddy,” he whispered to his newborn baby girl.

She opened her eyes, pedaled proudly on her new pink bicycle, giggled at the curly-haired boy shooting free throws, and smiled sweetly when he laid the last box on her dorm room floor.

Kristin whispers through her long, white veil, “Daddy, it’s time.”

CF

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