I am angry and merry, and at the same time I am rather despairing.
Perhaps he had a great thrill on a stormy night. Is that why he had to change his last name when it should have been Kenneth Wilson?
I slowly put my hand on his back and gently reassure him.
"Do not be scared, I am here."
"Rumble!" Another rumble sounded and Kenneth pushed me into his arms again.
"Mommy, I am scared! Oops..."
"Kenneth, do not be scared, Mommy's here." I placated him with a certain helplessness.
Kenneth wrapped his hands around my waist, his strong body trembling in my thin arms and anyone would find it ridiculous to see this scene.
It happened that I could not laugh, for I felt more and more Kenneth's fear from the bottom of my heart.