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Dad cocked his eyebrow at Rara. “You know, I used to be impatient like that. But now I just don’t have the time.” Everyone in the room looked at him and Mom sighed. “Dear? Was that supposed to be funny?” Dad shrugged trying—and failing—to hide a smile. “I don’t know what you’re talking about. I was just explaining that it’s okay to take your time with things. After all, eating can be really time consuming. Especially if you’re eating a clock.” Rara and Jack chuckled a little at that. Mom rolled her eyes. “Especially if you go for seconds,” Dad continued. This time even Mom and Kate laughed. Dad was encouraged by their laughing. “You know, I once tried to make a belt out of clocks. But it was a real waist of time.” There was a round of chuckles and he continued. “I once saw a clock win a spelling contest. It was really clockwise.” That one caused a groan, but Dad wasn’t going to let up yet. “You know, when a clock tells another clock some gossip, it’s second-hand information.” “Okay, let’s go,” Mom broke in, looking right at Dad. “We don’t have all day, and your jokes are starting to tick me off.
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