"Kiahra, do you know what love is?"
She looks at me quizzically, as she climbs out of her car.
"Love is standing at the checkout in Walmart and thinking, 'My daughter would love it if I brought home some cheesy pretzels,' and then turning around and walking clear to the back of the store to get those pretzels."
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Ahaha great definition!
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