You Hit My Heart by Kylie Stanford

"You know it all?" Luther reached out and touched Anderson's little face, asking again in amazement and distress.

It must have been so tough for Anderson. At such a young age, other children could barely even talk, but he already had to endure so much. To understand the complex world of adults, it was no wonder that he was so mature and knew so many different things.

"Hmm. Mommy rarely shows her real face, and she does only when she is alone with me." Anderson said, "And, she is actually much prettier than she is now."

Luther “puffed” and laughed.

That's for sure.

He reached out and wrapped Anderson hard in his arms.

"With just a few pictures inside my computer, you can be sure that I am your father?" He asked again.

that. After I saw the photo, I have a rough guess, and then I checked all the information about you. And then I found something that happened four years ago and the disappearance of mommy, and then, everything makes sense." Anderson said proudly. "Smart." Luther couldn't help reaching out to pinch

his secrets were now

still mad at me, and

actually mad at you." Anderson reached out his little hand

had called him dad twice before, he did it in front of his kindergarten classmates, and he was

Anderson already knew who he was and called

did you call me? Can you call me one

called out softly as he understandingly buried his

to his lap as he asked curiously, "Anderson, why

was a baby given to her by the grace of God. Whenever Mommy heard something about Pascaylia, Mommy was always alone at night, and I thought, Mommy

gently rubbed Anderson's

two of us, and don't tell Mommy

"Oh, good." Anderson nodded.