Evicted

Jack smiles. It’s small, but it’s there. And Alex climbs up on the bed and moves his son away from the edge, closer to the middle and in between him and Jack. He barely stirs, making a weak push at Alex’s hands on him before curling up into Alex’s pillow. His dark brown hair covers his eyes and Alex thinks maybe in the morning, he can take a risk and find some scissors and give the kid a much needed trim.

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