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Chapter 3
Adam and Garth had barely taken a couple of steps before Garth came face to upper chest with a wall of blue uniform. Garth looked up and gulped. “They didn’t have to call you. We’re leaving.” “I wasn’t called,” Mr. Mountain of Muscle rumbled. “I was just passing when I saw the, uh, commotion.” “He,” Adam turned around and shot Santa a death glare, “said my daddy was a de…degeneration.” “A what?” The security guard squatted until he was eye-level with Adam. “I asked Santa to send a new boyfriend for daddy ’cause Uncle Jerry was mean and nasty and—” “Adam!” Garth warned softly and closed his eyes. This wasn’t happening. “And Santa said some mean things, so I kicked him in the nuts.” “Adam!” Garth said louder, his eyes shooting open. Where had he learned that word! The security gu
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