Carl walked out of the bathroom, taking the untouched polaroid camera from his dresser, he waved for me to come here. I grinned at him, "What are you doing?" I pushed myself off of the bed, "I wanna take a picture of us." I laughed, "Why?" "When we're older, we can look back on it." He shrugged. I nodded. He held the polaroid up, pointing it as us, I placed a kiss on his cheek as he took the picture. He smiled, taking the picture, waiting for it to develop.
"Let's go get Judith." He whispered. "And go to the gazebo." I nodded, smiling. I walked into Judith's room, she giggled when she saw me, I picked her up, "Hi, Judy." I cooed. "Hi Tetta." She said
Carl and I walked down the stairs, Judith played with my hair. I grabbed her chalk. Carl has his polaroid in his hand. "Picture day?" I asked. He nodded, grinning, "You know it."
We walked to the gazebo, Carl took pictures of all of us, together. Judith sat, drawing on the sidewalk. Carl looked at the the gazebo, taking his knife out of its holster. I looked at him, raising an eyebrow, "What're you doin'?"
"You'll see." He smiled, his knife digging into the wood. I got up, walking over to see what he was doing.
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A heart surrounding it. I looked at him, "You're cheesy." He smiled at me, kissing my cheek, his right arm snaked around me. Judith walked over to us, holding onto Carl's and my leg, wrapping her tiny arms around them, hugging them.
I smiled down at her, Carl looked away. "I need to go do some stuff, I'll see you around." He planted a kiss on my forehead. I smiled, Judith waving as he walked away from the gazebo.
Deep deep down, something felt wrong.
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