Lost in Thought (1)

Upstairs, in the Trimshaw Hills residence, Jorge had been having a man-to-man conversation with his son.

"How are your studies?"

"It's going well, Dad! Last week, we…"

Collin spent the better part of a few minutes explaining all the lessons to his dad. He touched on what he liked and what he needed to work on. Jorge loved having those mini-sessions with the boy and marvelled at his maturity level.

"… Also, I now pay more attention in my self-defence classes and I want to become strong like you and Eric very quickly!"

"Like Eric?"

"Yes! He is my new role model!"

"Ouch! What of me?"

Collin got up on the bed and hugged Jorge. "No one can replace you, Dad!"