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He got back into his car, heading off.
She continued to hold his hand, watching the kids.
"You don't have to show me, Row."
He brushed her hair back before taking a deep breath and leaving.
She chuckled, turning on her back.
She grinned before hesitating. "Is it alright that I see them?"
"God, Poppy. Please find somewhere safe," he said quietly, standing up. "Please."
"You gross."
She stopped in her tracks. "Uh uh. You didn't show ke the drawings."
"You're coming with me," he said, grasping her arms gently to help her. "I can't leave you here."
"You just think we're gross."
"A bit.."
He looked panicked, and something that sounded like a whimper escaped his throat. "I.. I haven't yet. I haven't. We need to get you somewhere...
"I see."
She leaned into him, smiling slightly.
He shook his head. "Poppy, Poppy.. It's just me."
"Hm. Maybe so."
She smiled at him. "I missed you too."
Francis found her, eventually. He ran over, immediately getting down beside.
She chuckled. "Germy?"
