Abi let Charlie down so the boy could finally put his pyjamas on properly. She was curious as to how he had gotten so wound up in the first damn place, jumping around without any respect for his caregivers. She would have to give him a talk about behaving when he wasn't near her.
"You have to mean it; if he senses any slight hesitation or begging tone, he won't do it. Kid's crafty," she said, taking Hemingway's hand as Charlie slowly got dressed into his jammies. "And smart. Don't underestimate his aim either."