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“Okay,” Lilly says. She’s already on her way to the living room with a notebook and a box of crayons, and just like that, Nic and I are alone together.

Nic meets my eyes for a beat, and just when I think she’s going to say something more, she turns around and starts gathering items from the fridge. “Do you want to join us for grilled cheese sandwiches and tomato soup?”

“Sounds good