Prisca's POV
“What did you say, my dear?” A throaty sound came out from me.
I reached out my hands and firmly took Theo in between my arms while turning his face towards me. He adjusted his head to the side and darted his big round eyes here and there on my face.
“I thought it was the wicked man again. He came to Mama’s house, and mama was scared,” he recited what he said earlier.
My hands start to shake a bit. Theo screamed in a low voice a few minutes earlier. When I ask the reason, he mumbled exactly those words. He originally misinterpreted the shadow formed by the half-open door and the vase as a human.
“Who came to Mama’s house, dear?” I observed his reaction.
“Aunt knows them. Uncle knows them too. Evil men in the alley,” Theo held my thumb, using his tiny palms and started s
