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The rest of the day passed uneventfully, especially since Mrs. Stephenson came in about noon to watch the store and Mika decided it was a great day to go to the water park in Charlottesville. “You mind if I take Sawyer with me?” she asked with a smirk.
“Well, Sawyer, do you want to go with Auntie Mika to play in the water with other kids?” I couldn’t imagine a finer idea of heaven for my son, so I was not surprised when he jumped up and down and said, “Yeah, yeah, yeah.”
“Alright, Saw. Let’s go. We need to stop by your house and pick up your swimsuit and swim belt.”
“And my water shoes,” he shouted.
“And your water shoes,” she said. “Everything in his room?”
“Actually, it’s all in the laundry room, on top of the washer. Shoes are by the door there.” I smiled. “Have fun.”
“I’ll bri
