Tilda ruffled his hair and pinched his cheeks affectionately.

“It seems you’re so observant.

Unperturbed, Sheldon continued, “Mom, if you don’t answer, that means you’re admitting it.

You’re happy, right?”

Her heart warmed at his insistence.

Tilda pinched his nose playfully.

“If you weren’t so curious, you’d be even cuter.

Sheldon beamed, his logic unassailable.

need flaws to be

be

shook her head, amused and a bit

little boy, her son, was growing

him all the

couldn’t outtalk her

moment, Lyndon came down from

Tilda’s side and ran over

“Dad!”

and touched his forehead with his

seemed

get an answer out of Tilda, he turned his attention to

A ‘s L I

I suggested

Sheldon, his gaze

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