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I bristle. “He’s my son. If I want to carry him, that’s up to me. Stay out of it.”

But Cedric has never been one to listen. He plucks Finn out of my arms and sets him down on the ground. Before I can pick the boy up again, he moves away from me.

“Mom, stop. I don’t want to be carried. I can walk.”...