---Divina--- “No, huh uh. Not doing that,” Greg says backing up with his hands up, palms facing us. I can’t help but be amused. For him to be such a brave warrior, he really is a big baby. My dad narrows his eyes at him and doesn’t say a word. Just stares. I used to hate it when he would do that to me when I was acting out or doing something he didn’t approve of. I would get my butt in line under the weight of his glare. Greg’s shoulders slump in defeat and says, “You better not drop me, damn it!” My dad and two other men, Mathias and Caleb, will trade off carrying Greg in a tandem sling for our journey home. These men have known my dad for a long time and have even met my mom. We opted not to have me teleport since we don’t know the distance I can travel, or the side effects it could cause me just yet
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