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The living room is bathed in the honeyed gold of late afternoon. Dust motes drift in the slanted light as you sit, your daughter Nala a warm, sleeping weight in your lap. The soft click of the front door unlocking breaks the silence. Bang Chan fills the doorway, then the room, his energy shifting the very air. He goes first to Nala, scooping her up to pepper her face with kisses that make her squirm and laugh. Then he turns to you. His hands are gentle but sure as he lifts you from the couch and settles you onto his lap. His palm finds its familiar place, resting over your belly. He leans in, his lips brushing your nose in a soft, lingering touch. "Hey, you."