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"Mommy, look!" Bud said, sticking out his tongue to catch a snowflake.
Rachel giggled at her son, completely mesmerized by the first snowfall. She turned to Finn. "I have an idea."
"Shoot."
"We should go back to Lima for the holidays. That way, we can see our families, and they can meet their grandson."
"I think that's a great idea! But..." He trailed off.
"But what?"
"My mom and Burt don't exactly, uh, know..."
"They don't know about you?"
"Um, yeah." He scratched the back of his neck, a gesture that meant he was uncomfortable.
"Well, there's no time like the present." Rachel urged him.
Finn sighed. "Fine. I'll go." He put on his best pouty face, which made Bud and Rachel burst out laughing.

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