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... g him awake.
He rolled over, blinking at the sunlight spilling through the curtains, then stilled—one of the voices was his father’s, deep and familiar, but the other...softer, edged with a laugh he hadn’t heard in weeks—teasing, familiar.
"Uncle Jeff?" he whispered to himself, already sitting up.
Padding across the room, he splashed water on his face and ruffled his hair into some semblance of order before tiptoeing downstairs.
The scent of freshly brewed coffee ...
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