I remember when I was thirty five.

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Author's Note: Holy shoot I wrote 14 chapters? I didn't think I had the patience in me. Not like you can call these chapters anyway though.

I remember when I was thirty five.

Jack had talked to him every week since the funeral. It wasn't creepy or weird, just a show of how much Jack loved him. It had been almost ten years, and he still did.

"Hey Mark, guess what? I went to the adoption center again this week, and they finally let me bring her home. Her name is Sam, obviously, just like we always planned, and she has beautiful golden hair and blue eyes. She's quite a cute one... I've left her with the neighbors, Mr. and Ms. Kjellberg, to come see you. I think I'll keep doing that until she's old enough..."

Jack finally had his missing link back to Mark. He didn't want to forget.

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