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The light turned green and Noah continued down the road.
“You’ve never told me that,” Mr. Nixon stated, soaking in the new information.
Noah shrugged. “It’s never really come up. It’s not like we talk about our families all that
much. Until he came to stay with us I don’t think he knew you even existed either.”
His dad grunted, having nothing to add.
Noah mimicked the grunt in an attempt to vent out his frustration. “What should I do?”
When his dad didn’t reply to his question Noah chanced a look over.
Mr. Nixon was on his cell phone.
“You’ve never told me that,” Mr. Nixon stated, soaking in the new information.
Noah shrugged. “It’s never really come up. It’s not like we talk about our families all that
much. Until he came to stay with us I don’t think he knew you even existed either.”
His dad grunted, having nothing to add.
Noah mimicked the grunt in an attempt to vent out his frustration. “What should I do?”
When his dad didn’t reply to his question Noah chanced a look over.
Mr. Nixon was on his cell phone.
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Mr. Nixon: Just cheking up on your mother, last time we left her home alone a burgaler broke into the house and she broke four ribs, before the police showed up to pull her off the guy.