(Harlow)
Dane adjusted Eli in his arms and looked toward where he'd parked. Eli had one hand wrapped around the collar of his shirt and looked like he was minutes away from falling asleep. His earlier demand for a toy had apparently used the last of his energy. I still wasn't buying him anything.
"We're heading home."
"Good luck getting him to nap."
Dane looked at Eli.
"He'll be asleep before we get there."
"No sleep."
I laughed.
"Sure, baby."
Eli lifted his head enough to look at me. His eyes were already giving him away, but he seemed determined to prove us wrong. Dane started walking, and Eli rested his head against him again. So much for that argument.
"Bye, Aunt Harlow."
"Bye, baby."
"Toy."
"Dane, take your child."
Dane laughed and kept walking. I watched them leave befo
