Part Two: Chapter Sixty Three

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"WALKER!" My godfather bellows, causing my mind to distance from the noise of the decade old Backstreet Boys vinyl; I miss her.

"What?" I grumble, turning the sound down to a mute.

"Get your ass down here and make some dinner."

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