Watchband

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It was not there.

“Jacob, have you seen my watchband?”

“No, Mom. I’ve always been in my room. I don’t like yours.”

“Gezelle, have you?”

“Not me, Mom. Ask someone else who might have seen it.”

“Baby, have you seen my watchband?”

She just chuckled. It was pointless to ask a two-year old child with this matter. I better find it myself.

I kept on looking everywhere but I still didn’t find it.

“Kiko, Kiko!” Jennefer kept on pointing the small spot under the refrigerator.

“Baby, what?”

I reached my hand under the fridge.

It’d been there all along.

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