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... ting up with playful warmth.
I picked up the food and fed him one spoonful at a time, and after every bite, he leaned in to give me a kiss. That became our little game, bite, kiss, laugh. If he refused to eat, I stole a kiss from him, and he ended up smiling anyway. Slowly, he managed to eat a little, and the tension I had been carrying in my chest finally eased.
When he was done, I reached for the syrup we had collected at the hospital and carefully gave him the drops as prescri ...
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