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.

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

secrets were now known

in a bitter voice, "It's all my fault. You must have suffer a lot all these years. Your mommy is still mad at me, and she doesn't want me to know about you. So, I

sad. I don't think mommy is actually mad at you." Anderson reached out his little hand and comforted

when he heard Anderson call him dad. Although Anderson had called him dad twice before, he did it in front of his kindergarten classmates, and he was just

was

arms around Anderson, "What did you call me? Can you call me

called out softly as he

his lap as he asked curiously, "Anderson,

said that I was a baby given to her by the grace of God. Whenever Mommy heard something about Pascaylia,

gently rubbed Anderson's

of us, and don't

"Oh, good." Anderson nodded.