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Hello Grandpa

What do you like about him? Her father asked. He’s got a great smile, she said, sheepishly. There was a giggle too, a tiny one. He seems like a knucklehead to me, a dunce. You have to get to know him, she told him. I will try, he lied. He had already seen enough of this guy. a know-nothing, do-nothing. he was not tolerable until their first child was born. In one instant, he was brilliant. Hello Grandpa

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