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then all at once. When she collided with him, the force of her tiny body nearly broke him. He held her with both arms, burying his face in her hair that smelled faintly of smoke, soap, and rain-damp cloth.
“Are you really my dad?” she whispered.
He closed his eyes. “Yes.”
She pulled back enough to look at him. “For real?”
“For real.”
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