VIII. Good Times

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Sapphire   "My baby girl has arrived. Come on. Let's eat. Dinner's ready." My Dad cheerfully said as he came out of the dining room to greet me at the living room with a loving hug. He was the best father a daughter I could ask for. His pocket might not be loaded, but his heart was and that was what mattered. Money was important but we could not bring that if we were to be six feet under the ground.   "Hey, Pops." I chuckled, hugging him back. "Where's Jared?" I asked as we broke apart and I threw my backpack on the couch. Who didn’t do that? I was too lazy and hungry at the moment that I didn’t want to climb upstairs yet. "Oh, yeah. Can you call him up in his room? I'll wait for you in the dining room." Oh, come, on Dad. "Alright." I smiled, dragging myself upstairs, stopped in fro

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