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her mother, Bryn would wear black for the rest of her life and hang a Closed for Business sign above her vagina. Bryn breathed deep and closed her eyes for a moment. Just because her mother had outdated beliefs didn’t mean Bryn had to as well. “You don’t know what it’s like to—”
    “There are my precious babies!” Her mother ignored what Bryn had started to say and hugged the kids, kissing the tops of their heads. “Love you guys. I’ll see you soon.”
    There was no real point in saying how Bryn felt. Her mother would never understand.
    BRYN DROVE the few blocks home, and while one kid was in the shower, she got bedtime snacks for the others. Finally, an hour and a half later, all the children were tucked into bed. Bryn poured herself some wine and started tackling the laundry.
    Glass in hand, she grabbed a laundry basket and headed into the basement. Opening the door to her laundry chute, clothes practically leapt out at her. More wine. After another chug, she began sorting the clothing into piles. She reached in and dug her fingers into something hard and crusty. Pulling her hand out, she had a pair of Jaxson’s underwear.
    She tried to flatten them out. What on earth would make them like this? Had he had an accident? They didn’t look soiled. Dare she take a sniff?
    Bryn had been a mom for almost a decade and was no stranger to any kind of substance that came out of a child’s body. So she took a whiff. Whoa! She knew that smell almost instantly. She stepped back and chugged the rest of her wine.
    This couldn’t be happening. He was far too young for that. Right? Almost-ten-year-old boys did not masturbate or have wet dreams. Right? Oh. My. God. She was not ready to deal with this. Was her son even old enough to have this going on? More wine.
    Bryn left the laundry piles and headed upstairs to refill her glass. What the hell was she supposed to do now? A mom just can’t unsee—or unsmell—that kind of thing. Ignorance was key in this situation. At least for now.
    Like she didn’t have enough man troubles as it was.

CHAPTER Five
    H OW’S IT going?” Mia asked as she walked into Classy ’n’ Sassy to start her shift.
    “Fine. Shop’s been steady. Penny needs tomorrow off. I think my son’s having wet dreams. How are you?”
    Mia’s eyes went wide. Even as a kidless woman, she was pretty good at helping out and commiserating, but this was a whole different ball game. “Yikes.”
    “I know. He’s not even ten yet. I didn’t know this could even happen now.”
    “Yeah. Wow. What are you gonna do?”
    “I have no friggin’ clue.” Bryn grabbed the pile of random pieces from last season to prepare for markdown. “These kinds of things were supposed to be Johnny’s department. The girlie things are mine. That was our deal.”
    “Can you have your dad talk to him?”
    “I don’t know. I’m not sure Jax would be comfortable talking to him about this. I need someone else. A friend.”
    Mia grabbed the price gun and started popping out bright pink $9.99 price tags. “Yeah. Someone he trusts.”
    “How about Oliver? Jax loves him.”
    “Maybe.” Mia’s new beau had very little experience with kids, but he seemed to like hanging out with Bryn’s kids. “I’ll ask if he’d be okay with that.”
    “Thanks. I’m finding myself at such a loss. Jax isn’t a little boy anymore who hangs on every word his mommy says. He wants to be with the guys. It’s such an awful time for a boy to be without a father.” Bryn took the sale tags and stuck them over the original ones on the miscellaneous lingerie pieces. “And his birthday is coming soon. I’m completely clueless. What do preteen boys like to do for their birthdays? Clowns and ponies are probably out of the question.”
    “Yeah. That’s a safe assumption. Maybe ask him what he wants?”
    “Sometimes I can’t even talk to him. He just gets angry and storms out of the room.”
    “Are you sure he’s only turning ten and not