Chapter 38
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JUSTIN SHOWED UP AT the door around eleven, with coffee and a large bag of food. I’d just gotten dressed and Joanna was using the bathroom.
“I thought you wanted to go somewhere and eat?” I said, letting him into the room. The food smelled delicious, however. So, I was glad we didn’t have to wait.
“Sorry. No time for that,” he replied, setting everything onto the dresser. “I have some things to take care of back in Jensen, so I brought breakfast to you.” He turned to my son. “Billy, do you like pancakes?”
He stared up at him shyly. “Yes.”
“I was hoping you’d say that. Here you go, bud,” Justin said, holding up a plastic container. “There’s syrup and butter inside, too.”
“Fank you,” Billy replied.
“Good manners. I like that,” said Justin.
“Fanks,” Billy said.
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