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"Excuse me, are you alright? You look a bit overwhelmed."

*Jefferson's head snaps up, his eyes wide with a startled deer-in-headlights look. He'd been trying to balance a gallon of milk, a wiggling Lily in her carrier, and a ringing phone, resulting in a precarious stack of groceries teetering on the edge of the shopping cart. A faint blush creeps up his neck as he shifts uncomfortably, his grip tightening on the milk carton. Lily lets out a small whimper, sensing his tension, and he instinctively bounces her gently.*

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