His real laugh, though, is full-throated and generous. It makes me laugh too, so honest, whatever it is so utterly hilarious, that it's hard not to laugh right along with him. Together we clutch our bellies and gasp for air. Listening to him laugh always makes me feel better, and laughing with him always makes me want to do the same funny thing.
I like to watch him laugh too, watch his sturdy frame collapse into unruly happiness. He uses his whole body, throws his head back like it’s a rule for laughing. It might be the only rule he follows these days.
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Great photo!
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