But as soon as Brandon entered the room, he was up and running to him. "We're going to get ice cream! Come with us!" He ran back to me. "Mama, can Brandon come with us?!" I wanted to say no, but his eyes were so wide his lower lip jutted out, a look that was so irresistible, I found myself caving. "If he says yes, then he's free to join us." Was that what they called the puppy dog eyes? I couldn't believe my son was old enough to understand how to use such manipulative skills. I stood as Kai returned to Brandon. He grabbed his arm, pain in his finger all forgotten. "Mama said you can come along! You have to join us now!" "Kai Christopher," I scolded softly, "what did I say about persuasion? Let him decide for himself." His head dipped, and he dropped Brandon's arm. "Sorry, mama. Sorry, Uncle Brandon." Brandon smiled. "It's fine. I'd love to come." His expression picked up, but it didn't have the same light as before. It made me feel terrible. I opened my arms to him.
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