Later after the wedding, Matthew was starting to carry out what he told Kirsten before the wedding, when an incessant knocking sounded at the door. Matthew sighed in exasperation and got up from the door, muttering to himself, “Who on earth is knocking at this time.” Fireball was looming over his head and was about to explode as he put on his pajamas. Once the door was opened, the little boy bolted towards the bed, leaving Matthew no time to stop him. “Go back to your room.” Matthew ordered as we walked back towards the bed. “Daddy, seemed to forget. We made a bet, didn’t we?” Mark said as he
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