And then there he was. Just standing there, in the summer and walking about not knowing that I was looking at him. I welled up so big and sad of him that I started to cry. I walked up to the first step of the porch and spread my arms open for him to slam into. He still didn't see me. I stood there with my arms out smiling and waiting. I could have
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