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Ari heard someone approaching from behind her, but didn’t react until her Dad sat down beside her. She’d hidden herself away in the treehouse the two of them had built when she was a little girl. Christine had been more interested in playing with dolls than playing outside, but looking back, Ari appreciated the time she’d spent alone with her Dad. It had enabled her and Christine to develop their own personalities, even if they were twins. Ari pulled her legs up and wrapped her arms around them, as the two of them sat in silence for a few moments.
“She just needs some time.”
“I doubt it.” She couldn’t help the moping tone in her voice.
“She’ll get used to it.” He put his arm around her and she leaned her head on his shoulder, appreciating the support he always gave. “I mean she’ll h
