The Wrong Bernardi
After that, it took twenty-seven minutes, three threats, one dramatic dinosaur story from Xavier and Javier over FaceTime, two glasses of water, and a serious negotiation about whether T-Rex was allowed to sleep under the pillow before Aiden finally surrendered.
He slept on his back, one hand hugging a toy car, black bangs covering his forehead, his little mouth slightly open. In sleep, all his trouble disappeared. All that was left was my little boy. Warm. Soft. So beautiful it sometimes hurt my chest to look at him.
I sat on the edge of the bed for a moment, smoothing the blanket over his feet. “Sweet dreams, my tiny dictator,”
He mumbled something that sounded like “vroom.”
I turned off t
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