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Wesley*

I turned to Kris who was fully focused on the view ahead of us. I had taken him to school this morning and he insisted I would be the one to take him home after school. We didn't have time to chat this morning because he was running late so I wanted to start a conversation with him now.

"Do you like it?"

He turned to me. "Like what?"

"The car."

"Hello? Am I supposed to care?"" He hit his hand playfully on his head and aided his head on his elbow.

This kid was exactly like Kaitlyn.

So straight-to-the- point, stubborn and cute. Very cute. I could bet he got his looks from me because I remembered mom said I had curls from birth and he looks just like me when I was a kid. Gray eyes, small pointed nose, pink heart-shaped lips, curling hair, and my face.

"Doesn't your mom dress you up for school?"

"I don't talk about my mommy with anyone. I mean, anyone."

Wow..

I thought he was all so excited with me this morning?

Didn't he tell his friends and teachers that I was his new friend?

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