“I guess it’s just something for me to get used to,” she shrugged and looked at Gabe, her face immediately fell into a frown. She got up and walked over then crouched down and laid on her front next to Gabe. She found his hand and held it but didn’t say anything yet.
He turned his head and looked at her then sighed, squeezing her hand. “I feel like I should feel bad for yelling at my mom but I don’t.” He mumbled.
She smiled and shook her head. “I didn’t know. I can teach you a lot. I like teaching stuff.”
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