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Abruptly, Erica laughed & pulled her head off his chest. "You must be wondering how badly I messed up your son." Max stared at her sadly. "Do you really think I think of you like that?" He asked. "Wow, you must think little of me." Erica gasped. "No, Max! I don't, I..." She cried again. "I don't think anything bad about you." He said lifting her head to look her in the face. Tears blurred her vision but she knew her face was inches from his.