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Jack was asleep when Harry took him a mug of tea a bit later. He thought the boy might want to go for a walk, and maybe have a chat. Harry used to enjoy their walks, when Jack was a lad. They could talk, back then. But Jack was curled around that carving in the shelter like it was a pet dog, and he was snoring, with one leg stretched out and the other hooked under him. He ’ d finished the bottle of wine, and he looked quite innocent, like he ’ d forgotten whatever was worrying him and was a kid again.

Daughters are easier than sons. You can hug daughters.