Sir Ares, Goodnight

That night, Jay did not come home.

After Rose had put the children to sleep, she returned to the room that Jay had prepared for her. Although she laid in bed, she could not find herself falling asleep. She pitied herself and worried about Josephine.

In the middle of the night, her room door swung open without warning. Consequently, Rose was startled.

When she turned on the lights, she saw Jenson standing at the door, staring blankly at her. "Mommy, may I sleep with you?"

Rose smiled at Jenson and reached out her hand." Come over."

Jenson closed the door behind him and laid next to Rose.

Rose looked up at the clock on the wall to check the time. 'It's midnight, but Jenson is still awake?'

She caressed Jenson's little ears as she asked gently," Share with me what is bothering you from sleeping?"

Jenson shifted his body on the bed and laid sideways to look at Rose.

Within his eyes, she could see a mixture of doubt, fear, and uneasiness.

Rose fiddled with his earlobe as she had heard that massaging a child's earlobe could help relieve a child's anxiety from having a frightful sleep. She wondered if it would help Jenson.

think of without knowing the cause

troubles, you can always share them with me, okay?" Her instincts told her that Jens was troubled. However, like his father, he always

him to pour out his feelings. Thus, she patiently coaxed," Jens, mommy loves you. If

mumbled,

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mind. His image was akin to a matured man

such weakness to be hiding

me what you are afraid

like a prawn

back, patiently waiting for him to

hides under daddy's bed..." Jenson said in

was trapped and had been thrown into a bottomless

her father had said earlier and what Jenson was saying now, her mind was in a mess. It was as if thousands of bees were buzzing in her head. Perhaps Jenson felt safe in her arms because he

up with a severe migraine, and she cuddled her

her body was not hers as her body and soul kept fighting with each other in an

be apt to say that her body was trying to

akin to her having fallen

herself, "Rose Doyle, stay calm. Do not be

learn to

the eastern horizon, the sun began