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uilt. She scooped him up along with the quilt and the clothes, all in one go. Luckily, the little guy was covered with a small quilt, otherwise, she wouldn't have been able to carry him.It's too late!...melling so sour!She reached out, gently leaning in until she finally rested her hand on his shoulder, squeezing it firmly. That's when he broke off his own amusement, turning his head with a dribble...