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DAMIEN “Oh my boy!” my mom cried over the phone. “Mom, I’m okay,” I assured her. There was a lot of crying on the other end of the phone, and I figured I had pretty much lost her. “Damien?” my father’s voice interrupted the crying. “Yes, Dad,” I answered. “It’s good to hear your voice. Lily texted us a bit ago, but we were waiting for her to tell us to come to the clinic. She asked that we give you a minute,” he said. “Thanks, Dad. We needed it. Actually, I wanted to ask you about that,” I said. “What is it? Is something wrong?” he asked quickly. “No, no. Everything is fine. I was just wondering if you two might keep the kids tonight? I really want to see everyone, especially them, but I would like to have tonight with Lily if that’s alright,” I explained. “Sure, Damien,” h