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.

about

his own twist with hilarious voices for each character. He got on his feet for the thrilling bits, making Rodney

Melon animatedly narrated, Rodney’s thoughts drifted to memories of his

in his heart resurfaced; a pain he never quite got

Melon’s eyelids became heavy and sleep took over, Rodney made sure he was tucked in tight. 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

a Little

walked in, holding a sweater for Rodney. Catching the

just

nodded, a shiver running down her

strong likeness. I guess there’s

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