Ben’s eyes were almost wild, and it broke Sam’s heart all over again. He walked over to the table and snagged a grape before popping it into his mouth. “Eat up. We’re going to sleep soon, so go ahead and eat what you want. Slowly, Natasha. We aren’t in a race.” Ben was waiting and watching the other kids, and Sam realized he was making sure they had enough first. He reached out and pulled the plate over to Ben before nudging his back. “Take three of each kind.” Ben looked up at him, but Sam put on his no nonsense teacher face. Ben blushed and looked down again, before doing as Sam asked and
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