Jaiden's eyes grew redder and redder.
I couldn't help but squat down and look at him. "Did your dad get held up? Don't worry, Auntie will wait with you."
He sniffed, a little nervous, his eyes darting away from mine.
I wondered if he remembered me. After all, we had met at the mall the other day. He had been very upset when he was stopped from calling Dad. He must have remembered.
So, I asked tentatively, "What's your last name, Jaiden?" He looked at me cautiously, his big eyes flashing, as if thinking about whether to answer my question.
Finally, he said defensively, "I don't know you."
I quickly explained in a pleasant voice, "I want to talk to your teacher. In case your dad is late, the teacher can wait with you."
He looked at me suspiciously for a long time before relucta
