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[Those were like magic words. Her eyes, usually full of pep and a little flighty, now softened... This was the best present she'd ever gotten.

She was flying. Flying with her dad.]

Thanks, Dad.

[When lifted to his face, she leans in...and places a kiss on his cheek. Only the best.]

I love my present.

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