To everyone who fucked me over, played me, tried me or lied to me, because you're all dead to me now
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56. Fifty Six


I sit in Allen's large family living room. It's Christmas Eve. I see some of Allen's sisters and their kids.

He already is an uncle to nephews and nieces. I sit back and watch him play with them.

One is just a small baby who is crying. He picks her up and props her on his hip.

"Hi, Alice!" He brushes his nose against hers. She immediately starts giggling.

She grabs his fingers and he swings her arm up and down singing Jingle Bells and talking like a baby.

I've never admired someone so much. He's so good with kids and it warms my heart.

I love Allen. He is my love. He is my best friend.



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