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Summer Unloading all three kids from the car, I ushered them inside as quickly as I could. I should have asked Angel if she needed to use the restroom before we left Mitch’s, Tat’s dad, apartment. He had watched all three of them for me while I went grocery shopping and took care of a few other things. It was nice having another set of hands around, and the kids absolutely adored him. And I knew he eats up the time he got to spend with his grandkids. I knew he was also trying to make up with them all the things he missed out on with his own kids. And well, I was completely fine with letting him have the kids for a couple of hours so I could go to the store and not have them all asking for everything off the shelves. But being in a rush now was completely on me. We had been working with An