Justin stared at the young child in his arms. Her murmur reached his ears. It seemed like she was calling out for her mother… The light in his eyes dimmed.
Pete rarely asked about his mother.
But as it turned out, to his son, his mother was such an important figure.
He lowered his eyes, hiding the complex emotions within. Then, he carried Cherry into the bedroom, took off her shoes, and tucked her in.
He gazed at his son's young, sleeping visage for a long time before he quietly exited the bedroom.
The next day.
"Sorry, I fell asleep last night. Did Daddy scold you last night, Cherry?"
Cherry lay on the bed and sent her brother a voice message back. "Nope, because even though I don't know much about mathematics, I'm awesome at history! Daddy was so moved that he canceled my homework!"
Pete believed her. He said, "Okay. Don't forget our plans today."
Cherry was about to reply when the door opened.