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...... Kol ...... “I can’t hear you, lonesome George!” I tease an out-of-breath Ryder now backward running, causing Emmitt to burst out laughing. “Show off!” Ryder, breathlessly shouts, cussing as he tries to keep up. They challenged me to a workout this morning and now he’s done. We didn’t even do a lot. Only a couple of pull-ups, dips, planks, and curls, and Ryder was already complaining. I’m proud of Emmitt though, he was able to keep up. It’s 6 am and we decided to end the session with a jog. “Come on buddy, we are almost home. I can smell mom’s cooking from here-” I’m still saying but stop mid-sentence when Isla’s house comes into my view, reminding me of everything that happened last night. I sigh, my heart sinking at the thought, and I unconsciously slow down. But I come to