"We're going on a holiday—ba-dum, ba-dum!"
"We're going to have a lot of fun—ba-dum, ba-dum!"
"No one can stop us now—ba-dum, ba-dum!"
Melanie laughed as Adir burst into the spontaneous jingle, singing with a dramatic flair and jumping up and down as they moved towards the airport. She reached over and patted his head fondly.
"One would think you've never been on a holiday before," she said with a smile.
Adir grinned. "Father's idea of a holiday was driving up to the cabin and fishing all day. I always got bored out of my mind there. And I hated the worms! They were eww."
But as soon as the words left his mouth, the grin faded. His shoulders stiffened, and his expression crumpled like paper folding in on itself. Melanie noticed it right away and before he could break down, she cut in and said," Uh huh! That's okay, you know. Just because you didn't enjoy something doesn't mean you're wrong for saying it. You used to tell him that too, didn't you?"
