Sweet Mischief’s Rollercoaster Romance

Once Henry was driving smoothly, Cooper let Wayne and Jared each have a turn riding shotgun, soaking up the thrill. With Cooper leading the pack, the backyard echoed with the kids' laughter. Even Jared-usually the quiet, serious one-was grinning from ear to ear.

Aimee stood at the window, watching them. "Mrs. Cedillo, does your brother need some cash?"

"For what?"

"I'm thinking of hiring him to teach my son. Name your price."

After hanging out at the Irvin house for a while and with Henry's new toy staying put-they got ready to head out. Mia said, "When your brother-in-law gets here, he can pick it up and take it home."

So off they went again.

Henry, of course, didn't want to leave. He was about two seconds away from throwing himself on the ground in protest, but after a few well-placed pats from his mom, he gave up and let himself be carried to the car with only a sulky look.

That night, three women, three kids, and three strollers meandered through the night market.

she struck a deal. "If you sit nicely, I'll buy you a fruit tea. If you agree, shake on

about "spankings" in

"Deal."

with both hands- even though his hands were too small for the cup. He lounged in his stroller

found a food

her husband called "Patrick I'm at the night market eating noodles don't bother me," she said, not

sounded worried on the other end. "Don't

lead Mrs. Cedillo and the

"Me? If

astray it's those

They've practically emptied the

and I haven't

look, you know." She hung up,

17.

sitting, caught a whiff of the food and opened his mouth wide for a bite. His mom fed him. Wayne wanted some too, but his mom