“What time have you gotta go?” Ryan asks. “In about twenty minutes.” His assessing eyes take in my ratty old T-shirt and sweatpants, and then he raises an eyebrow. “You’re going like that?” Hayden laughs. “I knew it. Your kid is awesome.” Ryan’s grin is sleepy. “Obviously, I’m not going like this.” I roll my eyes. “I was checking on you and your sister before I get ready.” “We’ll be okay, Dad. I’ll look after Iz.” “Hayden’s gonna look after you both.” His gaze goes to Hayden. “Can we watch the game later?” Hayden looks at me with questioning eyes. I give a small nod. “Yeah, of course we can.
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