“Papa, attends! Non, non. Je ne suis plus un bebe. Je suis adulte, et les adultes, ca ne se porte pas”, Six-year-old Gisele said, trying to stifle a giggle as her father was swinging her in the air.

Her father pretended to wipe a tear and said, “Mais tu est mon bebe a moi, Chloe, je dois te porter.”

Then he proceeded to start tickling her.

(Translation. Gisele: Papa, wait! No, no. I’m no longer a baby. I am an adult and adults are not supposed to be carried.

Gisele’s dad: But you’re my baby, Chloe, I’ve got to carry you.)

She started laughing and pushed her cheek forward for him to kiss.

End of Flashback

As he was reaching to touch her, she jerked back her arm. His lips curved into a humorless smile.

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Gisele didn’t leave him the

the car, Callie asked, “Gigi, who was that

go home”, Gisele said trying her best not to

you get another ice cream?”, Callie asked again, as if was unheard of for

why would I get another one when I can have

“Oh, I get it! Here we can

adorable cuteness. “No, thanks, sweetie, I’m

while then shrugged and said, “Okay”, then went back

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she barely heard any of Callie’s unending chatter. Distractedly, she helped Callie out of the car and they entered the

there but when he looked at Gisele’s distracted and almost sad face, the smile on his

was like she was a robot, doing everything automatically. She changed Callie’s ice cream soiled clothes, put them in the laundry basket, put her in warm clothes then and and stayed with her in the multimedia room.

in the past, thinking about the night her Papa left her and her mother, how her mother sunk

any good to think of the past, she needed to be positive and concentrate on the future. She threw a glance

to her room, Slate

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