Carter's POVLeo didn't brighten up on the way home either. When I asked him if he wanted us to get ice cream on the way home, he shook his head quietly."Mom says I'm not to have any ice cream.""Okay, but that's when you're with her, not when you're with me."Still, he shook his head and looked out the window. For the first time ever, it fell on me to carry the conversation. He simply responded with one-word answers, barely smiling. This was quite concerning for a child who laughed a lot, both at funny things and things that weren't even the slightest bit funny. Then when we got home, he wouldn't touch his dinner either. "What's wrong, bud?" I finally asked, crouching in front of him where he sat curled up small on the couch.At first he claimed that nothing was wrong, but I could see his lips quiver and noticed that he was desperately trying to hold back his tears.I didn't give up until he broke down crying. "Please, Daddy, don't let her take me. I don't want to go. Please, Dadd
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