After 3 years,
"Cor!... Stop!... It's ticklish! Hahaha... Corey! Okay! okay!.. I'm up!"
('Cor' is the nickname of Corey which I've been calling him now.)
"You're getting more and more naughty nowadays."
I hugged and smooched him while holding him in my arms.
I got up from my bed and picked up Corey in my arms and came downstairs.
Yawn!
I went to the kitchen looking for snacks.
Instead, I found a bowl of breakfast cereal with a milk carton beside on which I found a note along it.
"Urgent work came. Will be back by evening. Eat the cereal for breakfast and I've left some money for lunch. Don't search for snacks. Love, Mom."
I can't find the snacks after rummaging the kitchen. So I ended up eating the cereal which Mom left for me.
My phone rang all of a sudden.
I picked it up to
