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Charlie met Isaac at the door. “Hi, Dad. How was work? Miss Marta brought us cookies!” he said in a rush. Isaac smiled and ruffled Charlie’s hair. “Work was fine. Cookies are great. How was your day?” “Dad!” Charlie batted his hand away. “We had a good day. We had