As Good As It Gets

So last night dad and I took the bike down to the river at about twlight! The sky was so pretty and the bridge lights were lit. We sat on our favorite bench and chatted and joked and dreamed. I jokingly said to dad "I guess this is as good as it's going to get." And we laughed. And you know what? It's not so bad.

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