Tuesday night, after a long day of school, homework, and scouts, Alan found Ryan curled up in Nana's bed fast asleep. In his cheek, the lollipop from the Barber shop. In his arms, Charles Dickens. As Alan and I walked this sweet kid up to his room, pried the lolly off his teeth, and tucked him in, I couldn't help but smile as I layed myself down in my own bed.
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I hope Austin grows up to be just like Ryan! What a guy!!
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