Edwin, already a big boy, felt even more ill at ease. He was nearly four feet tall already, and being held by his dad made him feel rather self-conscious.

Nonetheless, Edwin loved spending time with his father and hesitated to request to be put down, so he endured the discomfort in silence.

Mark purchased the milk tea and some pastries. As they returned to the car, he glanced at Edwin through the rearview mirror and asked, “Why aren't you drinking it?"

Edwin clutched the cup of milk tea to his chest.

After a long silence, Edwin finally spoke up.