Abigail stood on the beach and watched everyone. The beach was relaxing and a party for a new baby was a happy occasion. It was exactly what she needed after everything that had happened with her dad. She was holding a gift for the baby - a CD she'd made of herself playing a lullaby on the piano and a single pink rose as an offering. She waited patiently until Cloe was free and then walked over to her, giving a friendly wave. "Hi."
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