Everett didn’t give an immediate reply. He knew full well that Dorothy was tipsy. Otherwise, those words would never have slipped past her lips. But he went back anyway and took her hand in his.

"You should be asking when I don't miss you." Dorothy on the bed scrunched her brow, unclear if she even heard him. She turned over, pulling her hand away from his grasp.

Everett stood silently by her bed for a long while before he finally switched off the light and left the room.

Outside, Abigail and Langston were wide-eyed with curiosity.

"Why'd you stop playing?" Everett walked over and ruffled their heads affectionately.

"Daddy, did Mommy fall asleep?" "Yep." "So where's Mommy taking us to play tomorrow?" That was typical of Abigail, who was always eager for adventure.

naturally lifting

to buy me a whole bunch of sweets!" Langston put away his laptop and joined them, "Dream on! Mommy always keeps tabs on your sweets. It's not like you don't know that." "But what if Mommy says yes?" Everett couldn't help but give a

daughter was so easy to please. A few lollipops

daddy will buy it for you." He had to instill this lesson

in glee. "Okay, okay! I love you,

It's late." He rose from the couch, one arm holding

sleep early tonight. Daddy still has to take care of Mommy. She's alone in her room, and I'm worried." "Oh, alright then." Whenever Everett had time, he'd

after making sure the children

the guest bedroom door and peered towards the bed, guided by the

over, flung back the covers and confirmed it: no

the toilet seat. He had no idea how long she'd been there. But seeing that

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