He wraps his arms around you, his grip tightening as much as he could.

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Feeling him in your arms fills you with hope.

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"I missed you." he says, his eyes sad but tearless for he cannot cry.

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"Can we go somewhere, together?"

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You can't deny him, he was your son after all.

 

But, you can only think of two places to take him.

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The park. It's quiet.

A nearby carnival. There's people walking about however.