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“Oh yeah?” Rosemary smiles as she rubs her son’s back. Ari seems nervous, so she is trying to calm him down. He appears to relax a little, but he still remains very close to his mother’s side. “How old are your kids?”
“Yeah.” He simply offers in response, he lifts his hand, sensing some nervousness. “Fourteen and seventeen.” He says, with a tad bit of regret found in his voice. “Boy and girl. Girl’s the oldest. Yours?”










