Dorothy picked up Abigail and Langston from school, immediately checking their foreheads for any signs of fever. Relieved to find them normal, they headed back to their cozy home in Bay Residence. Abigail was thrilled about getting the afternoon off, but Langston seemed a bit off.

On their way home, Langston kept glancing at Dorothy, concern etched on his young face. It wasn't until they were safely inside their home that he tugged at her sleeve and asked, "Mommy, why are you crying?"

Dorothy bent down, brushing her son's cheek with a gentle hand, "I'm not crying, sweetheart. Just got something in my eye.'

Langston frowned, "That excuse is kind of overused."

"Did someone at work make you upset?"

"Of course not!" Dorothy chuckled, trying to keep the mood light. "Your dad is at the company, who would dare upset me?"

Langston nodded, seeming to accept her explanation for now.

your teacher call me, though? You

in, "Unwell? I

sister aside and confessed, "We coughed a bit, and the teacher called

had advised Langston to fake being sick but didn't inform

concern creasing her brow. "I think we should still see a

Langston insisted, dragging his sister back to their room before Dorothy could protest

felt off

news that her cousin Kenneth had

hesitation, Dorothy knew she had to go see

was a shock to Dorothy. Kenneth was a vibrant soul; the thought of him facing

her words laced with anger and grief. Dorothy tried to calm

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