The Stepson's Secret 1A man blunders upon his wife’s hidden abilities. An age regression story. 3 min read.
Cedric ambled through the sprawling maze of the outdoor market, past dappled sidewalks with shops sporting blue-and-white striped awnings. A shiny tumescent fish lay on crushed ice next to phalanxes of pluots, and produce tables overflowed with vegetables bright as candy. He paused as a father and son sharing the burden of a canvas tote bag walked by, each gripping one of the handles, the bag twisting this way and that, whacking shins and skidding along the ground.
“What’s up?” Noah said, returning with a punnet of raspberries. He spotted what his friend was looking at, and shook his head. “Thinking of Freddie again?”
“You’re already doing a ton of stuff for that kid. He’s lucky to have you for his step-dad.”
Which was true. He’d driven to Freddie’s games, shopped for the precisely correct soccer cleat, and bou