It took him a while to calm down.
Braelynn had been given a talk on accepting and taking things from strangers, as gently as he was able to.
There were so many sick people in the world… He had seen enough to know.
~*O*~
"You still angry with me?" He asked his daughter, with her back to him; laying in her bed.
"Yes. You was mean to my fwend."
"I'm sorry little love. I just love you very much and I don't what I'd do if anything happened to you."
"Stwill mad." Braelynn sulked.
Edward sighed and pressed a kiss to her cheek, before turning her night light on and closing the door halfway.