Little B sat in the back seat of the car, buckled snuggly into his booster seat. He stared straight ahead, seemingly unaware of his surroundings. Slowly, his hand crept up to his mouth, as though of its own accord.
Simone glanced in the rearview mirror. "Are you sucking your thumb, little B?"
Little B popped the thumb out of his mouth and didn't even wipe the drool that had begun creeping down his chin. "No!" He cried. "I was just pretending!"
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