Unconscious Husband: Meet Her Love In Silence by Ken Slaner

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.

said, “How about I

twist with hilarious voices for

to memories of his own son Amiri

deep ache in his heart resurfaced;

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 who’s a spitting image

Little boy, eerily similar

holding a sweater for Rodney. Catching the

look just like my

nodded, a shiver

strong likeness. I guess