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"Baby, don't you keep on kicking your Momma, okay?"

I smiled. "Leo, baby's just two-month old. She can't kick me."

"Yeah, but I have to remind her."

"Yeah, yeah."

"Leo." A voice interrupted our conversation and we looked up.

"Well," he said.

"Yep."

"How have you been?"

"I'm pregnant."

"Wow, my wife, too."

Her gaze flew to me. "I thought you love me for all eternity?"

"Maybe my love for you faded away after your marraige."

She looked away, sad. "Maybe."

"Where's your husband?"

"We divorced."

"He won't take responsibility?"

"This's not his."

I gasped. "Sorry," I said.

"Nah."

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