The next morning, Harry helped Bryan get dressed for school, the excited glint in Bryan's eyes urging him to go on, and he knew Bryan would request to be driven by him before he did. When they came downstairs, they saw their father seated on the dinning chair, laptop in front of him as he typed away. Bryan rushed towards him, his backpack and curls bouncing and wrapped his small arms which could never cover their father's frame."Morning Dad," he chirped, his father regarding him just briefly, before looking over to Harry who scratched his deadlocks and looked away, uncomfortable under his gaze."You seem excited," his father noted and wrapped his arms around him, before ruffling the curls on his hair. "Mind sharing the good news?" He leaned, whispering in a conspirational tone."Harry's taking me to school today!"His father looked over to Harry. "Nice nice. Harry, have you spoken to your mother lately? You know she's been away for a quite a while. It will be nice to show her that we
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