Bab 509: Young memories- Part 1

A young boy slept in the bed who looked no older than nine years old, his mother looking down at him as she brushed his black hair aside, "I will need to cut your hair tomorrow. It has grown in length," she said, looking at the hair before their eyes met. She was used to seeing her son with shorter hair that didn't fall on his forehead. 

"Tomorrow," the young boy replied, a glint of mischief in his eyes which made his mother wonder if he wanted to keep his hair long. The woman looked at him, her dark red eyes which her son shared looking at him. Leaning forward, she dropped a kiss on his forehead.

"Get some rest, Dami. Tomorrow will be a long day. You will need to complete the assignments which were given today," said Lady Quinn. Brushing his hair one more time before getting up from the bed, "Goodnight," she wished him. 

"Goodnight, Mama," the boy wished back.