Irwin’s little body went stiff with fear, then his lower lip began to tremble and, in an instant, tears spilled down his cheeks.
“Dad, why are you being mean to me? It was Mom who lied to me... sob, sob... Mom has changed, and now you have too…”
Stewart’s brow was furrowed tight, his face growing even darker.
Watching this father and son, Briony felt a headache coming on.
Irwin was sobbing so hard it was almost painful to hear. If he kept this up, his asthma was bound to flare up.
Briony’s heart softened. With a sigh, she stepped forward and scooped Irwin up from the bed, holding him gently in her arms.
The moment she picked him up, Irwin clung tightly to her.
“I’m sorry, Mom, I didn’t mean to yell at you... sob... I was just so scared you didn’t want me anymore…”
Holding Irwin close, Briony felt a complicated mix of emotions.
She spoke to him softly, soothing him with gentle words.
Gradually, Irwin calmed down in her embrace.
Stewart stood silently by, his gaze unreadable and distant.
…
Once Irwin had settled, Briony handed him a small gift.
“This is for you, sweetheart. It’s both an apology and your New Year’s present for this year.”
“Thank you, Mom!” Irwin’s face lit up as soon as he took the present.
“But Mom, didn’t you always give me my New Year’s gift on New Year’s Eve? Why are you giving it to me early this year?”
Briony ruffled his hair and, instead of explaining, just said, “I figured I’d give it to you now, since I already bought it.”
“Oh, okay.” Irwin was already too focused on the gift to wonder further.
He tore into the wrapping paper with giddy excitement, but still remembered to remind Briony, “Mom, you promised you’d make me lots of yummy food when you got back—don’t forget!”
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