Miriam glanced in the rearview mirror at Henry, who didn’t appear to be holding any sort of beverage. She looked at Jason in the driver’s seat. “Apple juice?” she murmured, reaching for her purse. “I think I might have some sparkling water left in my bag—” “No, that’s his word for relieving himself,” Jason said, turning off the highway on the exit that led toward their neighborhood. “We had to give him an alternative to announcing to everyone that he had to drain his penis.” “I can see how that would be better,” Miriam said, glancing again in the rearview mirror. “How badly do you have to go, little man?” “Bad!” Henry announced, crossing his legs. “Real bad.” Jason glanced over at Miriam. “You mind if we take him home first? I know it’s just a couple of blocks from your place, but a couple of blocks can make all the difference with a five-year-old who’s still mastering the fine art of bladder control.”
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