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“It’s been a long time coming, Father.” Holden addresses Joseph respectfully, his heart thudding a hard, irregular beat in his chest that he fears may echo in the small, confined space. He holds tightly to the infant strapped to that very same chest, hoping the hard staccato beat doesn’t disturb her too much.
“You don’t know how long I’ve wanted to talk to you.”
A gun sits strapped to his side, but he has no intentions of using it. It’s protection in case things get heated and Marley is put in danger. For now, he keeps his arms wrapped tightly around her, his lips to her forehead so she can feel her papa and be calm.
Calmer than he can hope to be.








