Natalia
“Mommy did you tell him?”
“Yes, I did, Anna.” I say for what might be the thousandth time as I smooth her mess of dark hair splaying over my thighs.
Anna pouts up at me, “Then why hasn’t he shown up yet?” She gasps suddenly, little hands rising to form little fists under her chin, “What if he’s mad that we all fell asleep yesterday, and now he wants to punish us by never letting us see his face again, Mommy?”
A low laugh bubbles out of me.
How the hell does one come to such a conclusion?
“Don’t worry your little head about it sweetheart, I’m certain he’ll be here any minute.”
The kids feel so guilty about falling asleep before Cardan could make it over for dinner. And even though I told them he didn’t mind at all, they all insisted, Anna being the head of the little trio, t
