My stepson begged me, “Don’t marry my dad.” The reason made me faint at the altar.

Turning down ice cream

Since ice cream has always been Tim’s favorite treat, I thought I could cheer him up. “Do you want the usual, champ?” I asked, offering him a cone of his favorite flavor. But he just shook his head, hardly looking at me. That was unusual for him. While I was thinking about what to do, Jeff suggested: “How about we go to the arcade afterwards?” I nodded in agreement, hiding my frustration. Something was clearly bothering Tim, and I was determined to find out why.

Refusing an ice cream