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“Life is bleak, then you die.”
“I learned a long time ago that family isn’t something you’re born into. It’s the people you find along the way, and I’m really glad I found you all.”
You wear glasses? You can’t have all four things,” I say. “What are the four things?” he asks, pushing them up his nose. “Glasses. Backward hats. Gray sweatpants. Tattoos. It’s not fair.”
“The theories are true,” a soft voice says. I look up to find Hannah staring at us with a smile. “What theories?” I ask. “A man holding a baby is right up there on the hot scale with backward hats and gray sweatpants.”

