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“Me and my mommy both hate snapes together. I don’t want to be anywhere near snapes.” Snakes. With a K, Scarlett. I sighed. I wasn’t about to correct her. She already hated me. “Okay, fine. What would you like to see next?” “Red pandas.” “But we just saw the red pandas. How about we…” “I want to see them again. Can’t we, Aunt Melissa? Please?” “How can I say no to that face?” Melissa said. She laughed as Scarlett pulled her back toward the red panda exhibit. I was not giving up on today. This was my chance to connect with my daughter. And I was going to find a way to do it. When we reached the red pandas again, I crouched down next to Scarlett. “You know, I used to love red pandas when I was little too. I thought it was so cool that their fur matched my hair.” Scarlett took a moment
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