“But you said she will be back in three days? It's been more than three days now, where is mommy?” Asher whines.
His hand tightly grips the loose ends of Zane's trousers, he cranes his head and his glassy eyes stare directly at Zane.
Zane looks at the clock. Three minutes more and it will be an hour since Asher began crying about his mother. He winces as Asher pulls the hair from his feet as he dragged his pants.
He bends and lifts Asher off the floor. Zane wonders why Asher couldn't be more like his brother, Kuyt. Kuyt is sitting at the edge of the couch staring at both of them with a pillow across his laps. His face remains emotionless, not a single tear as he watches his brother wail.
“Asher, look at your brother, he's not crying, okay? Mommy will be back soon. She just decided to
