« Hannah has other things she needs to pay for right now, sweetie. »
He looked toward the house next door.
Then he asked, « Like helping Lucy learn stuff? »
« Exactly. »
Noah nodded once.
Over the next three weeks, my son became strangely economical.
The first time I offered him $5 for an after-school snack, he pushed it back.
« I’m good, Mom. »
Noah had never once in his life been « good » when French fries were available.
« Want an extra dollar for later? » I asked.