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He frowned. "It'll get better soon."
"I know what I did. You're not allowing me to see my son."
She buried her face in his neck.
"Are you okay?"
Francis dodged. "I'm sorry.. I really have no other choice."
"Is it?" She asked warmly. "I feel the same way about you."
He looked up, his head tilting slightly.
Francis was quiet before suddenly to strike.
She grinned, giving him a small kiss.
He smiled, returning to the food.
"I'm not, but I enjoy good food."
Francis nodded, raising his hands.
She turned around, wrapping her arms around his neck.
He looked up at her. "It's good!"
"I'm going to find a way."
She turned her head, smiling slightly. "I love you.'
He nodded. "We will."
"Get out of my way, Derrick. I told her I would be there."
She nodded, taking some of the food out to put it away.
He chuckled. "I would hope not."
