Catherine's POV "Hedwig, tell me, what do you want to play?" Blake squatted down and looked at Hedwig tenderly and lovingly. "Daddy, I want to have ice cream!" Hedwig said in a low voice. She secretly glanced at me, worrying that I would say no. "Hedwig, see? There are all sorts of funny things here. We can have tasty food later when we go out. Let's play for a while now, OK?" Blake said. "There's an ice cream stall over there. Daddy, please! I'll just have one!" Hedwig pretended to be pitiful and begged Blake. Blake was helpless. He looked at me with his dark eyes. I sighed. I said, "She can have the smallest one." After getting my permission, Blake stood up and said, "I'll go get it now. Hedwig, wait for daddy!" "Daddy, I will come with you!" Hedwig immediately jumped up and down happily and followed Blake closely. Noah tugged at the corner of my clothes and said, "Stupid Hedwig can eat ice cream. I want one, too!"
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