Matthew enthusiastically nodded. “Dad's the one who said it. He thinks I should have what the other kids do. And he says you have to dress nice like other moms do.”

Melissa sighed, thinking Matthew was oblivious to being manipulated.

But she was willing to indulge her son. She slipped into a spring lilac wool dress paired with white stilettos. She looked stunning.

Taking Matthew downstairs, they found Marcus lounging on the sofa, puffing on a cigarette mid-phone call.

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“If you're busy, I can take Matthew myself” Marcus eyed her. “What, don't you want to be seen with me? Are you worried I'll embarrass you or that you won't be able to find a new

hand, disappointment clouding

Melissa tousled his hair.

then looked up and met Marcus’ gaze. “Stop saying that in front of Matthew. It's not what

guy? Fine, for Matthew's sake, I won't

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