KABIR’S P.O.V. “Are you sure you can take care of yourself?” “Yes dad, I will be fine, I promise.” This was wrong. I didn’t want to leave him but I had to. He was safer here. “You wake up, make your breakfast, learn, go check the animals then came back inside. Always lock the doors.” I told him, not feeling good about this part of the plan. I ran my hands through his hair. Once again, I brought him closer to me, kissing his forehead. “Stay away from the cows, I threw their feed in, don’t go near them, they can topple you.” I said, pulling him to my arms again, hugging him tightly to my chest. “Promise you won’t do something stupid. When you hear noises you take the gun, you go hide. Promise me, you only use the gun when there is no other option, like I taught you.” “I promise dad,” He nodded his head. This was risky, so many things could go wrong. Rome could take care of himself but this was too much. I had bought as much food as possible. He had food, clothes. I checked the gene
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