"But that's what I want," I said innocently. "Please, Daddy, can I have that, because I was such a good boy today."

So that was what Deacon looked like all slack-jawed and shocked!

I vowed to etch that sight to memory, savouring the way his eyes, more green than blue today, widened considerably and his mouth had to snap and swallow before he could form words.

In the end, I don't think it came as too great of a shock when I ended up with my ridiculous demands being met. Deacon looked somewhat disgusted with himself on the way back. He kept glancing over at my assortment of fast food...