Hailee's POV
My heart hurt. I wanted to say yes. I wanted to pile all three boys in the car and keep them close, where I could see them and spend time with them. But I had to be fair. I had to be wise. I had to do the thing that was right, not just the thing that felt good.
I shook my head. "No, baby," I said, and my voice was calm even though I felt anything but. "Not this time."
His mouth turned down a little. "Why?"
"Because this visit is for Oscar," I said. I touched his cheek with my fingers. His skin was warm and soft, like sunshine on bread. "His grandma asked for him. His dad is hurt and wants to see him. This is his turn."
Ozzy's lips pressed together. "But I can be quiet," he said. "I can sit still. I can be good."
