“But mom,” Ben whined as he faced his brown haired mother in the kitchen.
“Don’t you ‘but’ me Benjamin Tennyson,” Ben’s mother said in a tone that meant business. “Your father and I are going to his company Christmas party tonight and you’re just too young to be left home alone. Normally we’d get you a baby sitter but it’s too late to get one now so you’ll just have to go to your aunt and uncle’s house for the night.”
“Yes ma’am,” Ben said as he turned his eyes toward the floor so his mother wouldn’t see the gleam in his eyes as he thought about seeing Gwen.
“Now your aunt and uncle are going to be gone for their own party tonight,” Ben’s mother continued when Ben didn’t say anything more, “but your Grandpa Max will be there so make sure you do everything he tells you, is that clear?”