"He'll always be my brother"

Earlier today, Garson, Jasper and I were hanging out on the 3rd floor. Garson was laying next to baby Jazz, giving him kisses. She paused, looked at him, and lovingly and thoughtfully said: "He'll always be my brother." She paused again, and added: "Like, if he goes to Connecticut, and I'm here, he's still my brother!"

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