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Miscommunication

I went to the hospital on Friday night, I walked into the room it was quite the sight. I saw my nephew standing there with a huge smile on his face, I walked over to him held him in a long embrace. I had all sorts of questions the baby's full name, how much he weighed, the baby wasn't born premature born a week early, my nephew did say. I was happy to hear that miscommunication isn't the key, it's good to ask questions in this day in age you see. Copyright Cynthia Jones Feb.28/2016 I was told my great nephew was born premature. I asked his dad (my nephew), and he said the baby was born a week early. Liam was supposed to be born on Mar.4/2016.

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