“Auntie Summer!” The boy exclaimed, rushing over to the girl and wrapping his arms around her leg. “Daddy and Papa have to go to a dinner thingy tonight. Can I stay with you? Pleaseeee?”

Summer reached down and ruffled the boy’s hair, smiling. “Oh, well, I expect so. Was this all your idea? I think you had better tell them where you’re going to be, yes? After all, they told you where they were going.”