The Hotchner boys were having a father, son day in the park. Hotch was watching jack swing on the swings and then watched as his son ran toward him.
“daddy, who is your valentine? mine is lily.” he said with a big smile on his face.
Hotch thought for a moment then replied. “i don’t have one buddy.”
“but daddy, you have ta find one. So she can make you smile.” he pouted.
“umm, I don’t know what to tell you buddy.” he told his son. Hotch really didn’t know what brought this on. it was a little pathetic that his son had a valentine and he didn’t, but he was more focused on...
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