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 I read it

twist with hilarious voices for each character. He got on his

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

deep ache in his heart resurfaced; a pain

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

showed a Little boy, eerily similar

in, holding a sweater for Rodney. Catching the wetness in his eyes,

Melon look just

nodded, a shiver running down

a strong likeness. I guess there’s something

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