The Day I Kissed An Older Man

At that moment, someone knocked on the bedroom door.
“Kids, time for dinner! There’s barbecue ribs, all of you guy’s favorites today!” said Francine from outside the door.
Joey’s eyes immediately lit up when he heard there were barbecue ribs. He grabbed ‘Bryan’s’ hand and said, “Let’s go eat
barbecue ribs now!”
Benjamin snapped out of his shock. He looked at Joey, and then back at Christine.
He still had no idea how to answer Christine. He did not want to admit he was not Bryan as he was afraid Corinne would send
him home if he came clean. He still wanted to stay and play.
Thus, he ignored Christine and ran downstairs with Joey.
“Hey, be careful! The barbecue ribs aren’t going anywhere so there’s no need to run!” said Francine exasperatedly when they
dashed past her.
However, the two boys were already out of sight by then.
Francine shook her head and turned to look at Christine. ‘Well, I guess it’s true girls mature faster than boys,’ she thought with
relief.
“Christine, where’s your Mommy?”
Christine, who was still hugging the doll, pointed to the bathroom. “Mommy’s in there.”
Francine walked toward the bathroom and took a look inside.
Corinne was picking up the kids’ clothes from the floor for the servants to wash later.
“Corinne, dinner’s ready,” said Francine.
“Okay. Let’s go,” replied Corinne as she came walking out with the kids’ clothes in her arms.
Francine glanced at the clothes she was carrying and noticed something off about them.
“Hey, whose clothes is this?” she asked.

Corinne looked down at the clothes she was carrying.
Most of the kids’ clothes were either bought by her or Francine. Sometimes, Pamela would Thus, Corinne remembered most of
the clothes the kids had.
Moreover, she and Francine would usually buy the clothes from a few fixed brands since they liked the quality and
hypoallergenic materials used.
Unlike little girls’ clothes, little boys’ clothes were usually those few styles. The white polo tee she was holding was an example.
Bryan had a few of them in a similar style, but she and Francine had never even heard of the brand tag they were looking at that
moment.
Francine took the white polo tee to have a closer look. “Corinne, did you buy this for Bryan? How come I’ve never heard of this
brand?”
Corinne frowned. “I didn’t buy it.”
“This is odd. If you didn’t buy it, and I didn’t buy it, how come Bryan has this polo tee? Give me a second, I’m going to look up
this brand online.”
Francine took out her phone and searched for the brand name online. The result showed that it was an indie brand from
Molomia, and the company only sold its products there.
“Well, this is even odder. We haven’t been to Molomia for quite a while. How did Bryan end up with this polo tee?” said Francine.
Corinne found the whole thing troubling, too. She was so focused on scolding ‘Bryan’ at the park that she did not even notice her
own son was wearing unfamiliar clothes.