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“You see? You did it. You just have to make sure it isn’t mushy, it will taste horrible.” He grimaces, making a face with his forehead scrunching up.

“How did you get so smart?” I ask him.

Lane Jr. is really smart for his age, and he explains things in detail. He analyzes things in a way that makes a grown-up understand them better.

“That’s easy. I pay attention to my mommy. She is very smart and very pretty. Do you think my mommy is smart and pretty?”

“I do.”

“My grandma and grandpa don’t like my mom very much. They said mean things about her, and when my daddy wasn’t paying attention, she would cry. They are not very nice, but my auntie Exie is the best.”

I lean on the counter after I place the pancake on the plate and slide it over to him after shutting off the burner on the stove.

“Don’t worry. I’ll make sure your mommy never cries again unless it’s because she is happy.”

Lane takes a piece of pancake inside his mouth with gusto. He chews and scrunches his forehead in thought.

“Promise?”

“You have my word.”

“Okay, Kalum. I trust you.”

I laugh and then I hear the doorbell ring and my phone go off in a text from security I have outside.

Security: You have a visitor. A Miss Turner. She says she is related to Miss Rayne.

Me: It is fine.

I walk over to open the front door and Exie moves inside the house.

“Well, hello to you too. Welcome,” I say sarcastically.

Exie is rambunctious and always gives me a hard time when it comes to Aura. I realized it when Lane made it known to me that he was into Aura when I visited him the day after the fair and I saw him with Aura and his friends.

“Where is she?”

“Aunt Exie!” Lane shouts, jumping off the chair and running into her arms.

“There’s my little man! Where’s your momma?”

“Sleeping, but Kalum made me breakfast.”

“He did?”

“Yep. It’s good too. He’s a good listener.”

“It was my first time making pancakes.”

Exie rolls her eyes. “Oh please, it’s not that hard.”

“Actually, I couldn’t have done it without Lane’s help. Right, buddy?”

“Right.” He beams.

“Where’s my best friend? “

“In the master bedroom, last door on the right,” I instruct her.

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