He did not turn toward me.
He walked directly to the stage.
The laughter grew quieter, then disappeared, as guests began noticing the small boy moving through the middle of the room. Funnyjoke book
Tiffany lowered the microphone, confused. “Honey, what are you doing?”
Ethan climbed the two steps onto the stage and held out his hand.
“I need that,” he said.
A few people gave awkward little laughs.
Tiffany glanced at Caleb. Caleb only shrugged.
She handed my son the microphone.
Ethan faced the room.