THIRTY TWO: INSTINCT

[SHAIRA's POINT OF VIEW]

The same thing happened when I woke up, my husband left another note on our bedside table.

I wonder what thing makes him busy or maybe W-H-O?!

I shook my head out of disbelief and asked myself, 'What's happening to me? Am I taking my assumption too far?'

I've been staring blankly at the floor when a knock from our wooden door interrupts.

"Mom? Are you awake?" says a little voice on the other side of the door.

"Yes, baby," I replied as I opened the door.

"Daddy asked me to give you this when you wake up," says Tamra as he hands me vitamins.

"Thank you."

"Are we not going somewhere?" Tamra asked.

This sweet boy taking care of me makes me smile, which somewhat makes my worries lessen a bit.

Looking at my innocent boy, suddenly, a thought came into my mind. I'll promise to get Tamra's custody; if things get sour between his father and me.

"Mom?"

"I'm sorry. I was not paying attention. What's your question again, dear?"