Early in the morning, Richelle Dunn entered the Lewis' living room with breakfast. Usually, either Roy Lewis was there, or both father and son would be.
But today, only Timmy was there, playing games on his iPad.
"Timmy, where's your dad?"
Timmy snorted, "He hasn't gotten up yet!"
From Richelle's understanding of Roy Lewis, he was a man with a very regular life. Unless there were special circumstances, the possibility of him not getting up at this time was zero.
Richelle couldn't help but worry, she put down the food box, bent down to hug her eldest son who was beside her, "Timmy, good morning!"
The little master rubbed against her, "Morning!"
Richelle let go of him, touched his head, and said.
"Baby, you go eat breakfast first, I'll go check on your dad."
It was great that mommy was concerned about daddy, but thinking about daddy spending the night with some young lady last night, Timmy couldn't help but feel sorry for his mom.