Marrissa grinned and teased him as she opened the door and stepped into what looked to be a guest bedroom "You mean I can't call you 'Pops'?" She looked around and grinned at the coat rack that caught her eye "That's nice looking." She traced the dark, almost black oak, noting the hand crafted artwork in the work. The rest was obviously of the same calibur and she looked at Milo for his opinion.
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