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I keep my eyes on the dark oak table , clenching my teeth at every tap of his fingers against the table . It's as if this man can't sit still , every movement draws my attention . He's either tapping his finger against the table , or fidgeting with the sugar bags on the table or he's f*****g cracking his knuckles or neck . I know anxiety when I see it , and this man clearly struggles with it . I twist the bracelet around my wrist and look up at River-leigh , a small smile stretching on my lips as she babbles on about her pets at home to Everly . This little girl is so mature for her age , the way she views life and the way she talks and acts . I'm actually baffled by her maturity level .
"Do you have any other siblings ?" Alison blurts out and I snap my eyes toward her . I can
