“Yea.” I couldn’t help but smile as he scooped Isabella up from Warrick’s lap before bringing her over and setting her in my lap.
She sat there looking up at me for a moment before sniffling and pointing at my arm. “Mommy owwie?”
“Yes, mommy has an owwie but thanks to Uncle Warrick and,” I stopped trying to decide
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