When everyone else saw that Willow was
willing to speak, they all tried to play with her. But aside from Zane and I, Willow refused to
speak to anyone else.
As I had my breakfast, I fell into deep thought. If Willow could become so overjoyed and
speak to everyone else just because I did her hair, would that mean Willow would interact
with others if I did more things for her?
After breakfast, Willow held my hand and said goodbye to Zane. She said
"I'm going to school, Daddy."
Zane had initially planned to head to work
immediately. But after hearing Willow,
he decided to change his plans. He said,
"I'll send you to school
Willow was confused as to why Zane
suddenly changed his mind.
Zane drove the car closer and said, "Get in "
Since Willow was still too young to sit in the
front seat, I sat with her in the back seat.
As Zane drove, he asked Willow,
"I will free up my weekend to spend time with you. Is there anywhere that you want to go?"
"Yes! My friends at kindergarten go to the theme park during their free time! I want to go with Mommy!
I want them to see that I have the best
Mommy in the world!"
As Willow continued, she smiled brighter. She ended up laughing out loud from her joy.
Zane asked, "We'll go to the theme park on
one of the days. What about the other
Willow seriously pondered, but she couldn't
come up with an answer. Willow asked,
"Mommy, is there anywhere that you want to go?"
I answered, "I want to go to the library."
Upon hearing that, Willow immediately said, "We'll do as Mommy said, then!"
As Willow said that, she jumped into my arms and hugged me. I hugged her back, too.
Perhaps it was because Willow had lost her
parents when she was much younger,
but Willow was seemingly afraid of losing me. Whenever we were physically together,
Willow would get very attached to me.
She seemed very insecure.
I lightly patted Willow on her back
What I planned to do from now on was to treat Willow better until she finally could believe
that no matter what happened,
I would never abandon ber.
When we arrived at the kindergarten,
I got out of the car with Willow and walked her to the gate.
But Willow was reluctant to part ways with me.She asked seriously,
"Mommy, can you come to class with me?"
"I'm an adult, so I think I can't attend
kindergarten," I said.
Upon hearing that, Willow was slightly
disappointed. She said, "Okay."
I knew that Willow must be upset because we had to part ways after spending little time
together. I said, "If you study well in school,
I'll play with you when you come home.
Okay?"
"Okay." After heating my promise,
Willow turned around and went inside the
kindergarten. I got up to leave, but somebody blocked my path.
It was Zachary.
He gazed at me and said,
"You should keep doing whatever you did last night. No matter who calls you, never pick me up. Mommy Jessle will believe that you don't
want me anymore, and she will treat me like
I'm her own son!"