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Haylenn: A Fictional Narrative

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Haylenn just laid down laying her head in his lap. He would smile at her, “Sometime Haylenn you can still act like we were 16-ish. Making me your pillow.” He’d comment with a slight tone with snark in it. “It’s because you’re a great pillow.” She’d look up at him, “Also you get to play with my hair, and I Knoooowww how much you love to do that.” She had a smirk on her face. Jackson turned the telly off and picked her up, “I’ll put it back in the bedroom, if you wanna use my as a pillow.” He’d say to her with a devilish smirk. Haylenn just had this satisfied smile on her face. She loved to be carried by her husband for various reasons including being able to hear his heart beat and the safety of being in his arms. As he carried her into the

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