“Heh, sorry.” Smiling encouragingly, though, Dillion offered, “If you want, I could make it up to you and try to talk Mom into letting you have a big piece. Would you like that?”
“Hm.” After a moment’s consideration of that offer – not due to any hesitation over the idea itself, but over the circumstances – Karen agreed, “Fine, tell Mommy to give me a big one.”
“I’ll even help feed it to you if you promise not to throw a fit when you need a change.”
“Hey, I’m not gonna-”
“Karen!” The girl found herself pulled from behind into a hug by her mother. The grown-up squeezed the child extra-tight, following with a pat to her butt, “Awww, there you are sweetie! Did you have fun playing with your big brother?”