You Hit My Heart by Kylie Stanford

The next day.

Joyce woke up early in the morning and cooked corn porridge for Anderson.

The aroma wafted all over the room, and then she brought all the food to the table.

Anderson had already brushed his teeth and washed his face, and he sat at the table waiting for his mommy to serve him his breakfast.

At that moment, the doorbell suddenly rang.

Anderson slid off the chair and ran to the door.

It was none other than Luther.

"Anderson, good morning."

Luther smiled tenderly, “It smells so good. What are you eating?" "Mommy made me corn porridge. It's my favorite.”

Anderson said in a cute voice.

arms and sat down straight at the table, "Can I have some too? I haven't

him

had something to eat, just because he lived next door! He could

pot of corn porridge on the table, which was clearly enough

a bowl

it." When she thought of what happened last night in the bakery and the way he talked nonsense, she was so angry. Yet she could not

Luther, "..."

had been so nice to him last night, but everything had

bowl in front of him to Luther, "You can have

tender little hand, Luther slightly froze, and he felt so warm in his heart, "Anderson is the best boy in the world. This is so kind of you.

speechlessly. How would her son even helped an outsider. He was still only so young, and he was

Anderson, and helped him get a spoon, "Here, Anderson

"Well, okay."

then ate one

it. I'll take Anderson to

of time, she wished she had more time with him. She was often too busy to take care of

are you already finished too?" Ivy diligently cleared the