Dad’s face went pale when he heard it. He ran faster than I’d ever seen, scooping Walt up, covering his mouth so fast it looked like it hurt. He didn’t even look back at me, he just ran.
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Dad’s face went pale when he heard it. He ran faster than I’d ever seen, scooping Walt up, covering his mouth so fast it looked like it hurt. He didn’t even look back at me, he just ran.