It's just me and the little guy, so he gets to run errands with me sometimes.
Today, I got out of the car, and obviously there was not the usual kids shuffling out the car.
I opened Herston's door; he was concerned and flooded me with questions.
"You weren't going to leave me in there, right?
Cause kids dies in cars, right?
And you would miss me, right?
I'm important to you, remember?
I don't want to die. And I could die in there.
No, you wouldn't leave me in there."
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