He gave her hand a gentle, reassuring, squeeze, brows furrowed slightly. "Yeah, I talked to him... I think I sorted things out. I can talk to dad tomorrow..." // She eyed the girl a moment, almost feeling sorry for her. "Jake, you can't do this again. I mean it." But she was standing, a blanket draped over her shoulders - more content to issue her warnings and then go to bed, not one to push an argument like his father tended to. -- The King Household

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