The little boy immediately brightened, but no longer rushed to hug Tara Summer. The young woman saw this and felt joy, it seemed that Tara's words had some effect.
Quickly she took her son's hand, and mumbled as they left, "James, say goodbye to sister, we are going home."
"Okay..." The little boy suddenly became obedient, letting his mother hold his hand while he waved a little chubby hand at Tanya Summer, "Sister, goodbye, bye-bye!"
"Bye-bye." Tara Summer rose, bending down to wave goodbye to him.
The young woman picked up her son, thanking Tara again before leaving.
The boy rested on his mother's back, his big round black eyes still staring at her. Tara Summer raised a smile and kept waving at him, "James, remember to act cool. You can't just go up and hug a girl…"
The little boy nodded as if he understood, blinking innocently, unbearably cute.
Tara Summer watched them go until the mother and son gradually vanished from her sight.
