Jade immediately kneels so she’s on his level. “Hey, Jack,” she says. “I like your baseball uniform.” “Thanks, I got a hit today.” “Shut up,” she replies, feigning shock. “Did anyone get that on camera?” She looks up at me and Clay, but we both shake our heads. Then she turns back toward my son. “Next time, I’ll come, and I’ll make sure to record all of your hits.”
