Not every inch. The spark in his eye was you. His hair. And whenever he was mischievous or pouting or telling those stories he'd make up, there was so much of you.
I told him that I would do my personal best to make sure you were okay, and that he would see you again eventually, and in the meantime that whenever I did happen to get to see him during a drop off, I would catch him up.
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But don't pretend you don't find me cute when I'm being particularly annoying.
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He got his stubbornness from both of us.
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But he got his face from you. He looked just like you. Every inch of his face was you.
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I don't really
I mean, I know what you do, of course. I've seen you do it. But do you see him at all?
Is that something you can do?
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Does that make it better or worse?
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I just didn't want him to be scared.
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Did he talk to you at all when it happened? Did he ask anything?
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