Poppy
“Connor,” I shouted as I grabbed my keys. I walked over to his room, where I’d just helped him zip up his jacket, expecting him to follow me into the kitchen. When I walked into his astronaut-themed room he was in bed, clearly hiding under his spaceship comforter. I suppressed a laugh. I could tell he was trying not to breathe.
“Connor, we have to go,” I said, walking over to the bed and pulling the covers off him. He’d only been home from school for a few minutes when I sprung this on him.
He furrowed his eyebrows.
“I don’t need to go to the dentist. See…” He opened his mouth wide, revealing the gap in his front teeth where he’d lost another baby tooth.
I put my hands on my hips. “You have to go to the dentist. It’s just a checkup. They want to make sure your big teeth will gro
