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"If you need anything call Brock.And if my father shows up....hide.The guns are in my trunk on my side of the bed.Please, don't try to punch him or run away, get the gun and shoot him.Understand?" He asks, voice sligtly desperate. |
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"'Kay, I love you." He says, pecking her cheek before heading out and hopping into the truck, driving to the trails roughly three miles away and getting out.Caden walked the remaining mile and walked up into the firetower, settling. |
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Rosa kissed him back and waved him farewell. She then sighs. The dogs were currently locked in a separate room from the babies, wanting to introduce them slowly to not overwhelm the babies. |
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"Well.....this is going to be one of the most boring stations of my life." He muttered, putting his stuff up and sighing, turning on the radios and brewing a mug of coffee. |
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