After Divorce, My Boss Made Me His Obsession
he said, pouting.
“No, honey,” I said, trying to hold my laughter. “Look, those teeth had to go so your permanent ones can grow in.”
“But I’ve lost them already,” he said seriously.
“Yes, you did, sweetheart, but these are the final ones.”
He thought for a second, then nodded. “Okay, Mummy.”
“Good. I’ll get you ice cream because you’re now becoming a big boy,” I said, kissing his forehead.
“Okay!” he said, grinning, or at least trying to, with the missing teeth.
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