Unconscious Husband: Meet Her Love In Silence by Ken Slaner

On the way to the airport.

Moss stared out the taxi window, his face unreadable, the city’s blur reflected in his cold eyes.

In his arms, Melon was sleeping.

“Dad, Mom…” Melon stirred, his small legs kicking, looking like he was about to wake up.

Moss glanced down at Melon.

With careful movements, he opened a bag beside him on the seat and pulled out a small pill bottle.

He then took out a pill and put it in Melon’s mouth, letting it dissolve almost instantly.

The pill quickly made Melon deep in sleep.

The driver, stealing glances at the rearview mirror, had been watching Moss and the boy since the journey began.

His eyes met Moss.

“Is that your grandson?” the driver asked, curiosity creeping into his voice.

“I haven’t seen him wake up at all.

Sleeps like a rock.”

Moss gave a slow nod, a smile flickering briefly on his lips.

“Yes, he’s not feeling well,” he said.

The stereo in the car was broken, and the silence inside the car was evident.

a long

was bored; he started talking

too,”

age

seen him in two

Moss’ tone was

you

to support my family,” the driver said

fixed on the

depending on me, so I came to the city to

so this job is all I could

back home, except for a small

but Moss only fixated on one

Isn’t

let

it’s a long

ran off

a divorce

together, but she found out he wasn’t much

Nothing like me.

came back to me, wanting to fix

marry a widow the

showed up, begging,

marry the widow, but the three of us

they’re both my

wind tousled what little hair the driver had left as

said nothing, adjusting Melon in his