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.

still a long way

was bored;

got a kid back home, too,”

age as

seen him

Moss’ tone was

haven’t you

to support my family,” the

eyes stayed fixed on the

and four kids depending on me, so

education, so this job is all I could

I earned back home, except for a small amount to pay for my meals and

but Moss only fixated on one

wives? Isn’t

driver let

it’s a long

wife-she ran off with

a divorce and

she found out he wasn’t much more than

Nothing like me.

back to me, wanting to

marry a widow the matchmaker introduced me

my ex showed up, begging, I couldn’t say no to

three of us made

my eyes, they’re

wind tousled what little hair the driver had

nothing, adjusting Melon in