I met my father later that same day after he got out of work. There I was sleeping peacefully wrapped up in that wonderful soft green blanket on my new mother's shoulder. My new father came in lifted the blaket up and fell in love with me on the spot. My father has a louder voice than my mother, and I was afraid of him at first, then he took me and I fell asleep on his shoulder and once again all was good in my world.
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