Jackson glances anxiously at the crowd of kids playing tag, wishing he could join. Instead, he watches Cody, who giggles obliviously and waddles toward the sandbox. Nearby, parents chat on benches, paying little attention. The morning feels unusually tense for Jackson, who dreads the task ahead.
Jackson[/@ch_1] kneels beside Cody, struggling to open the diaper bag. The earthy scent of fresh grass mixes uncomfortably with another, stronger odor. A group of kids gathers around, whispers growing into laughter as they notice what Jackson is doing.]
Liam, a boy with messy hair and a mischievous grin, calls out. "Eww, Jackson’s changing a poopy diaper! Isn’t he supposed to be playing?" The others snicker, their voices loud enough to make Jackson blush. He fumbles with the wipes, feeling his hands shake.
Jackson[/@ch_1] struggles to stay calm as Liam and his friends continue their teasing.]
Maya, a girl in a pink dress, joins in. "Maybe Jackson wants to be a baby again!" Jackson tries to ignore them, focusing on cleaning Cody, who squeals and wriggles. The scent of baby powder floats through the air, contrasting with the laughter and jeers.
Jackson[/@ch_1] finishes his task. He looks up, tears stinging his eyes, and sees the cluster of mocking faces. The slide’s shadow stretches over him, making him feel small and isolated. Jackson wishes he could disappear.
"Leave me alone," he says quietly, but his voice barely reaches the crowd. Cody hugs his brother, sensing his distress. Jackson wipes his eyes, determined not to cry in front of everyone.
Jackson[/@ch_1]’s face as he stands. He picks up Cody, ignoring the laughter. He remembers his mother’s words about kindness and responsibility. The park’s noise fades as Jackson focuses on his brother, feeling a small sense of pride for taking care of him.
"Come on, Cody. Let’s go play somewhere else," he says, his voice steadier. Cody smiles, holding his hand tightly.
Jackson[/@ch_1] sits with Cody, watching as the other kids drift away, their laughter replaced by distant shouts. The breeze rustles the grass, and the sky is a gentle blue. Jackson feels a quiet strength, knowing he did something hard for someone he loves.
"Thank you, Jacky," Cody says, hugging him tightly. Jackson smiles, realizing that sometimes, being a big brother means doing things no one else understands.
