“How’s my little Junebug?” “Hewo, Ewo.” June giggles at her own rhyme, stretching her arms up and out toward her uncle. Elio grins wide, lifting her without question and perching her onto the side of his body. He wraps one arm underneath her legs to hold her up, lifting a brow in my direction. “We’re great,” I murmur, ruffling my daughter’s hair. “Somebody was really excited to see you today.” “Is that right?” He taps his niece on the end of her nose. “Was it you, Juney?” “Mhmm.” “I’m excited to see you, too. You’re growing so much!” She beams up at him. “Mama said I a big girl.” “You are a
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