[hr][hr][center][h1][color=#DB7093]Cassiopeia Claire Alistair[/color][/h1]
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[b][color=#DB7093]Location:[/color][/b] SUV – Chicago, IL 
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As we near the city limits of Chicago, I start to feel less joyful. I look over at Nic periodically, in between the times he looks at me, but now, when I look at him, I start to feel sad, which is ridiculous because I will see him tomorrow, and we’ll get to have another adventure. However, the adventure we had today is coming to a close.

I take Nic’s hand from my thigh and intertwine our fingers. I rub my thumb along the back of his hand, watching the movement. [color=#DB7093]”You’re dad will be happy to have you home,”[/color] I say in an attempt to fill the space between us.

[hr][hr][center][h1][color=#B0C4DE]Avery Zain[/color][/h1]
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[b][color=#B0C4DE]Location:[/color][/b] Caden’s Home – Chicago, IL 
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I laugh and finish hitting the bag to turn and look at Kimiko. [color=#B0C4DE]”You are no fun,”[/color] I say and take a sip of my water.