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“What about her?” I asked as our girl came walking back toward us, annoyed that her brothers wouldn’t let her mess with the lizard playground they’d created.

“That’s why God created these,” he said, producing his phone as he scooped her up, then brought her inside to deposit her in the baby’s playard with a game on for her to play with.

His hand reached for mine, and then we were running through the house like a couple of horny teenagers who found a few minutes to spend with each other when no one was around to catch them.

That was the beauty of it.

Things changed and evolved.

But the love?

The love was always there.

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