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She leaned against Jack, her expression soft.
She nodded. "Thank you, Miriam."
"Poppyyy."
"No." *** She blinked. "Are you okay?"
"I'm okay.."
"Hm.. I don't know about that."
"Why?" *** "I did."
"It really means a lot."
He flushed. "Oh.."
"I like Cheerios more." *** "I would."
She put her arm around Jack. "Still. Thank you."
"Oh.. Good.."
"Me!?" *** "I'm doing it!"
She nodded, shifting to kiss his cheek. "Yeah. Seriously."
"Do I have gray hairs?"
"But.. Cheerios." *** "Another G!"
"Miriam, it's everything to us!"
"Wh- Hey!"
"I like Cheerios." *** "My job!"
She beamed. "Isn't she?"
