Levi
“Once, there was a little boy who had special powers. The little boy had eyes of deep blue, hair of almost white, and a smile that lit the skies at night. He was loved by all, but none more than his Mummy. When she held him in her arms, she knew the Gods favored her. For how could they not when her son was her world?”
Mommy tells me this story all the time. The little boy she speaks of is me, and it makes me smile. I also love how Mommy says Mummy. Mommy doesn’t talk the same way I do, nor does Daddy and some of my siblings. But that’s okay, I don’t mind.
“I love you, Mommy.”
Mommy looks sad, and it hurts my heart. “I love you too, my sweet boy. I was so afraid I would lose you.”
“I’m not going anywhere. It will take more than poison to take me away from you.”
I love my mother;
