I needed to take a call one day and was able to find a small, cluttered slice of privacy on the messy floor of my 12 year old. It didn't last long. About a minute later, Keva found me and made herself comfortable in Tavish's room as well. I mouthed "aren't you in class?" to her, then quickly realized my focus needed to be on the call. A few minutes later, when the call was done, I looked back to Keva who had written a note in response to my earlier question...
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