Briony froze at the sound of Irwin's voice. She had just started to turn when she spotted the little boy barreling toward her.

Before she could react, Irwin threw his arms wide and launched himself at her.

He was fast-too fast. Briony instinctively pressed a hand to her stomach and reached out to stop him, but James was quicker.

James stepped in, pulling Briony aside and planting his large hand squarely on Irwin's forehead, stopping him in his tracks.

Irwin glared up at James, indignant and thwarted. "Let me go! I want my mom!"

"Why are you everywhere I turn?" James scowled, voice dripping with exasperation. "Are you some kind of shapeshifter, kid? Did you forget what you said yesterday? Is there something wrong with your head? Go back to your mom, Rosita, and get that sorted out."

his arms in protest, but

rising from her seat a short

back to your mother," Briony said

up at her, his bravado crumbling. "Mom, are you still mad

yet firm. "But I meant what I said. You shouldn't call me 'mom'

trembled, and tears welled up in his eyes. "But you are my mom! You've taken care of me since I was born. You taught me how to talk, eat, draw- you said you'd always love me.

together. Hearing Irwin say all this made

was

if he knew, why had he said those

didn't waver. "When you're

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