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.

Luther picked Anderson up in his arms and sat down straight at the table, "Can I have

gave him a blank

whenever they had something to eat, just because he lived next door! He could certainly find himself a housekeeper to cook for himself, but so far

which was clearly enough for three, and froze, "Can you

a bowl and served herself another

thought of what happened last night in the bakery and the way

Luther, "..."

him last night,

Anderson wisely pushed the bowl in front of him to Luther,

he felt so warm in his heart, "Anderson is the best boy in the world. This

was still only so young, and he was

head, stood up, refilled a bowl for Anderson, and helped him get a spoon, "Here,

"Well, okay."

one

the bowl there, and I'll wash it. I'll take Anderson to kindergarten first." Joyce stood up and

When she had plenty of time, she wished she had

already finished too?"