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"Hello, dad, this is Nathan," a tiny little voice came from the other end of the line, and Bryan heaved a sigh of relief. The sound of his son's voice was like music to his ears, a reassuring reminder that everything was okay.

"Hey, baby boy! How are you?" Bryan demanded, his tone softening as he settled into the conversation.

Nathan scoffed, a tiny snort of laughter. "I'm fine, dad. Where's Aunty Betty?" he asked, his curiosity getting the better of him.

Bryan chuckled, a warm smile spreading across his face. "She's fine, buddy. She's right here with me. Where's Nathaniel?" he asked, his eyes scanning the room as if searching for his twin sister.

The line was silent for a moment, and Bryan's heart skipped a beat as he wondered if something was wrong. But then Nathan's voice came back, full of excitement. "She's right here, dad! We're having a sleepover at Grandma's house!"

Bryan's tension dissipated, replaced by a warm sense of gratitude. "That sounds like so much fun, buddy. I'm