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Kire rose before the sun did that following Monday morning. He stared groggily at Halo sitting on his desk for a long moment before pulling himself out of bed and into the shower.
Kire took a ‘manly’ shower this morning, as his father calls it. Gerald claimed that it builds the strength of a boy, and makes him less of a woman. He stood in his freezing shower no longer than he had to before jumping out and attempting to conquer his hair.
It was three minutes to seven when he got downstairs, and the table was already set for breakfast. His mother turned around at the sight of her son and flashed a grin. She was beautiful.
And it wasn’t in the loud, extravagant way—there was a peaceful beauty about her. Maybe that was why her marriage to Gerald somehow managed to last; if Gerald was th
