I heaved a deep sigh as I ushered Jake into his room, his mouth seemed to flap 50 miles per hour. My brain filtered out his begs to play a little longer as I lifted him into bed.
“I don’t like sleeping in my room!” He wined, for some odd reason it carried a hint of fear. I pulled his blankets up over him and raised a eyebrow
“And why is that?” I asked. He struggled for a second,
“I feel like som...