Pen

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"Ooo a pen!" I pick up a pink ink pen off the counter.

"Yeah, it's yours!" My father said.

"It's hello kitty!" I smile, "where did it come from?"

"I found it in my old vest, never threw it out." He chuckled.

"Why did you keep it?" I asked.

"Because I love you?"

"I keep everything you give me."  He responded.

I grin.

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