![]() ![]() ![]() His bottom lip trembles and he bites down on it. He untangles himself from my sheets, and we stare at each other. He goes quiet in my arms, and I let him go. “If Kenji were here, he would never let y-”Īt that, I freeze, and James can feel it. “You’re so mean,” he cries, wriggling around in my grip. ![]() I pick him up and flip him over in my arms and he screams, his legs kicking wildly. James tries to punch me through the blanket. “Hey-how many times have I told you to stop calling me that?” “Stooooop iiiiiiit,” he whines, little fists pounding against the sheets. He shouts and I laugh, wrapping him up in the sheets until he can’t get out. Still half asleep, I grab James by the collar and yank him down, shoving his head under the blanket. I roll over with a groan and stretch, rubbing both eyes with the heel of my hand. ![]()
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