Nate stood, forcing Sophie to release his hand. He had a choice right then. he could walk out, find the nearest bar, and order himself a drink. Or he could embrace his son, and everything that went along with raising a teenaged boy. He nodded slightly, as he moved toward Sam. "We'll figure it out together, okay?"
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