She was well-aware of Melon’s energetic sleep routine.

But Rodney simply shrugged it off.

“Let him. A little company wouldn’t hurt.”

Seeing the bond, Ariana just nodded. With a happy Melon in tow, Rodney headed upstairs.

Up in the vast bedroom on the third floor, Melon, wearing his pajamas, snuggled in a cozy chair. Rodney, next to him, tried reading from a storybook, but the print gave his eyes trouble.

this, Melon said, “How about I

book, spun a vivid tale, adding his own twist with hilarious voices for

Melon animatedly narrated, Rodney’s thoughts drifted to memories of his own son Amiri when

deep ache in his heart resurfaced; a pain he never

He then moved to the neighboring sitting room, looking through dusty photo albums. Flipping through, he found a picture of his son, so young, so alive. Tears welled up as he whispered, “Oh, Amiri. Today, I met a boy

showed a Little boy, eerily similar

Rodney. Catching the wetness in his eyes, she approached.

just like my

a shiver running

likeness. I guess

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