She turned toward Ethan with mock sympathy. “Tough crowd, huh? Not even a footnote in the kid’s birthday memoir.”
Then, back to Jamie, she intertwined her fingers again. “And to think we’re this close. I’m wounded you didn’t tell me about the mysterious grocery guy.”
Maya reached over and gently tilted Harper’s phone toward her, clearing her throat softly.
“Jamie, that’s not polite. No matter what, you should always appreciate kindness.”
Jamie nodded right away, eyes lowering with guilt. “Sorry, May…”
Her expression softened, a quiet pride warming her tone.
“You should apologize to Mr. Miller too.”
She turned the phone slightly, angling it toward Ethan.
A beat passed, then Jamie’s voice came through, sincere and steady.
“I’m sorry, sir… and thank you for your kindness.”
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