{Carl}
What nonsense!
She packed lunch for me? At whose behest did she do that? How dare she make herself so comfortable in my house?
I drove off the compound, leaving Samantha looking like a cat drenched in the rain.
"Daddy, I want ice cream," Jayden called, reminding me that I had my entire life in the car. My family.
I glanced at him through the mirror and smiled. "You want ice cream?"
"Yes daddy," he repeated with a nod, and the others joined.
"Me too," Justin screamed.
"And me," I finally heard Clinton speak.
Woah, ice cream is magical. It made the quiet Clinton speak to me.
"Everyone wants ice cream." I glanced at Katherina through the rearview mirror. "And you, mommy?"
"I don't want ice cream and no one will have it either." Katherina was firm in her response.
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