The Hotchner boys were having a father, son siku in the park. Hotch was watching jack swing on the swings and then watched as his son ran toward him.
“daddy, who is your valentine? mine is lily.” he alisema with a big smile on his face.
Hotch thought for a moment then replied. “i don’t have one buddy.”
“but daddy, wewe have ta find one. So she can make wewe smile.” he pouted.
“umm, I don’t know what to tell wewe buddy.” he told his son. Hotch really didn’t know what brought this on. it was a little pathetic that his son had a valentine and he didn’t, but he was zaidi focused on...
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