Chapter 82

“Blow, Little Bit.” The baby stared at him wide-eyed, and George demonstrated. They all laughed when Little Thomas pursed his lips, and laughed harder when all that came out was a juicy raspberry.

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The next morning Bart and Frank prepared to head back to the railroad station. “But I’ll be back next week,” Bart said. “I’d like to swim in the lake again.” He gave George a grin that promised they’d be doing more than swimming.

“I’m sorry, I won’t be able to come back,” Frank said. “But I’ll see you when you come home.”

“That sounds great.” George shook his hand, the way he always did. Then he hugged Bart, also just as he always did. “I’ll miss you so much,” he whispered.

“I’m gonna miss you too, hummingbird” Bart’s words were as quiet as George’s. “I wish I could kiss you. But I’ll feel you inside me until I come back and we can do it again.”

George shivered and pretended he didn’t want to drag Bart back to their spot near the lake,