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Arabella could not believe that he was asking her that. Was he a child? He could lie or evade the question. She wanted to tell him her thoughts but then realized how wrong they sounded when she tried to say them out. "What?" he asked her. "I can't do that" he added turning to the road that leads to their office. "My mom had been happier these two days you have been around than the past six months. I don't know what it is but it seems like she is slipping into depression and ain't talking to my dad or me about it. We are very worried. If you make her happy then I would do everything in my power to make it stay the same" he said. He had noticed his mom's withdrawal from things she did normally and her constant bickering with his dad. He had noticed the way she went silent from her constan

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