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

the driver was bored; he started talking

a kid back home, too,”

age

seen him

Moss’ tone was

you gone

work to support my family,”

stayed fixed

got six elders, two wives, and four kids depending on me, so I came to the

education, so this job is

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

kept talking, but Moss only fixated on one

Isn’t

let out

a long

ran off with some

a divorce and

out he wasn’t much more than good

Nothing like me.

back to me, wanting to

about to marry a widow the matchmaker

my ex showed up, begging, I couldn’t say

didn’t marry the widow, but the three of us

they’re both

tousled what little hair the driver

nothing, adjusting Melon