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Alex called me to his bed: "Dad, I need to tell you something... when we go to the spaceship, I want you to hold my hand"

[Huh? We're not going to a spaceship, Alex...]

"I mean when the earth breaks, and we have to go to the spaceship, I want you to hold my hand. I want you to be with me. Don't forget me."

Alex, Age 4