“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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d’accord. I see. You-“, he started but, Gisele didn’t leave him the opportunity

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

one of importance, hunny. Let’s just go home”,

you get another ice cream?”, Callie asked again, as if was unheard of for Gisele not to get

would I get another one when I can have yours?”, Gisele said,

her face brightened up. “Oh, I get it! Here we

Callie’s adorable

shrugged and

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out of it that she barely heard any of Callie’s unending chatter. Distractedly, she helped Callie out of

when he looked at Gisele’s distracted and almost sad

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

her Papa left

be positive and concentrate on the future. She threw a glance at

going to her room, Slate stopped

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