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The back door opened, and I heard little feet running towards me. They stopped when the saw the sleeping boy in my arms. "Granpa, who dat?"
I looked down at my grandchildren and saw my sons and their mates following behind them. "This tired little boy is Phillip, he's your new cousin," I said to Austin, a brown-haired four-year-old. His cousin and partner-in-crime, five-year-old Sandy was a beautiful girl with curly blonde hair.
"Okay." He took Sandy's hand and they went into th...
