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“Bullshit,” Op said picking her up off the floor. “What time? Chelsea and I will come.”

“Three thirty. But for now, you’ve got homework to do missy.” She threw Harlyn’s school bag on the nearest table.

Harlyn looked over to Chelsea as if seeking some support. Chelsea shook her head. “Get to it.”

Optimus placed her on her feet and she stomped off, grumbling under her breath about how it wasso unfair. The kid may be only six but it was like having a damn preteen around.

“The life of a six-year-old… so hard,” I mocked.

She shot me a glare over her shoulder and I couldn’t help but laugh.

Like father, like daughter.

“Church in half an hour,” Optimus ordered before taking off down the hall to his office.

His words were suddenly sobering. There were bigger things to worry about. If Harlyn only knew how lucky she was.

My life was about to get a whole lot more complicated.

I could feel it.

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