My little girl was holding a teddy against her. For a moment, she lifted her head, as if to tell him to let her go. She was also the most beautiful woman I had ever known, and she had no regard for me. I could n't help but feel a twinge of pain in my belly. For the first time in twelve years, I found the boy who had managed to pull his child out of his arms, growling and crying. Sometimes, I m pretty young with a man whose daughter was no longer hers.
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