Isaiah smiled big. He knelt down in front of Annabel. He was very tall. He knew he looked scary to small kids. Especially shy ones like Annabel.
"Of course, Princess," he said softly. "My name is Isaiah Johnson. You can call me Uncle Isaiah. What is your name again?"
Annabel turned white. She heard "Uncle" and got super scared. She ran behind Gloria's legs fast. She hid her face in Gloria's leg. She held on tight.
Isaiah frowned. This was not normal for a kid. Something was wrong.
"Mommy, I'm scared!" Annabel cried. Her voice was small and shaky.
Gloria looked at Isaiah. Her eyes begged him to help. "It's okay, baby. Call her Mr. Isaiah. She is not your uncle, right Mr. Isaiah?"
Isaiah felt confused. But he nodded. "I'm sorry, little princess. I am not your uncle. Call me Mr Isaiah,
