“Uncle Duncan,” Sonny said sweetly, "you have to come with Mom to pick me up, okay?”

"Absolutely," Duncan replied without hesitation, his voice filled with warmth.

Even though Sonny was still standing right in front of him, Duncan already missed him. Letting go of the little boy felt harder than he had anticipated. Sonny slid down from Duncan's lap and ran back to Hank, grabbing his dad's hand.

Hank glanced at Duncan, as though wanting to say something, but ultimately, he stayed silent.

Finally, Hank spoke to Liberty and Duncan. "Liberty, Mr. Lewis, Sonny and I are heading upstairs. His grandparents are waiting for him." Liberty nodded. "Alright."

She and Duncan stood still, watching as Hank walked away with Sonny.

few steps, waving

back. He kept reminding himself over and over:

just two

already felt

his winter vacation, ensuring the Brown family didn't keep him longer than they should. If Sonny

the Browns might try to influence Sonny, planting harmful ideas in his

minutes, and I already miss Sonny. How am I supposed to survive two whole days? Hank might be his father, but I

gave Duncan's wheelchair a gentle push, guiding him toward the exit. She replied calmly, "Hank has changed a lot. He's a better father now, and I trust him

resolute, but Duncan's brow

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