"Well... ah suppose you right, about everyt'ing." She always gave in when he acted so cute and whined. Not only that, he had sacrificed so much in his young life for her, it was only right to let him have his way. "Okay, we sit in de middle, an' we go see it. It'll be fun..."
She bit her bottom lip, turning back to the cupboard and fixing the boxes around in a way so that Enteinne could tell what each box was for. Part of her wanted to say no, she was scared of dark places, or crowed places... but he really wanted this. How could she deny him when he gave her so much already. Perhaps it would not be as bad as she thought... perhaps he was right and fun was to be had.
"Ah don' know what comin' over maht o act like dis... ah'm sorry, Ennie. We'll 'ave so much fun tonight, we be talkin' about it for days, ah promise!"
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