The Final Game

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Sebastian       “Sebastian, wake up! We are going to be late!” Zoey called from the kitchen. I groaned, today was Sunday and I wanted to sleep in.       “Baby, the game is today, wake up already. Breakfast is done, you have ten minutes to get ready, chop chop!”       How could I forget the game was today? I hurried up and went to the bathroom to get a warm shower and get dressed. By the time I walked into the kitchen, breakfast was ready and Martha was eating her waffles and bacon.      “Good morning, big brother. Excited about today’s game?” she asked, taking a bite of her food. I kissed her head before I kissed my wife. I know I keep saying my wife, but it is still a dream that I had made Zoey my partner for the rest of my life.       “I am more than ready and I am confident we are

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