After driving for a while, Carmen slowed her car down in front of "Bloom ice cream shop."

“Where are you going, mom?” Ethan mumbled, staring away from the car window and gazing at her. 

“Getting you the ice cream that I promise,” Carmen said, stepping on the break.

“I don't want one.” 

“Why, sweetheart?”

A look of sadness crossed Ethan’s face. Then he stared away from Carmen and gazed at his fingers, picking in his nails.

“I ate all my food not because of the ice cream, but I didn't want you and father arguing because of me. I don't like seeing you guys fight.” Ethan whispered.

Disappointment was the...