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Third Birthday & New Beginnings
Author: A.D.O pen.
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For the first time in Thomas’s life, they were having separate birthday parties. Ethan’s family celebration on Saturday, Derek’s on Sunday. The decision had come after weeks of negotiation—trying to coordinate schedules for Sarah’s parents and Ethan’s mother and Derek’s newly-reconnected family had proven impossible.

“Two parties!” Thomas had announced with glee when they’d explained. “Two cakes!”

Saturday’s celebration filled the estate’s backyard with people Thomas loved. Marcus presided over
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