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That left a kitten with black and white patches and another with orange and grey streaks.
“Oreo for the black and white,” Mia said.
Jackson nodded. “How about the last?”
“Blaze?”
“Blaze. I like that.”
They watched them play for a few minutes before Mia whispered, “Are we really keeping all four kittens?”
“I didn’t know there was an option not to.”
“You’re right. There isn’t.”
