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“And you’re my favorite kid,” I say. “No contest.”

She leans her head against my arm. “I love my Nicky.”

Oh, kid. You’re killing me here. “I love you too, Lil.” And I mean every word.

“Nic, I think I ate too much candy.” The small voice comes from my bedroom doorway.

I pull back the covers and climb out of bed, and I’m halfway to Lilly before she vomits all over the carpet. Oh, crap