Celine stopped laughing, her eyes turning serious as she looked at her son. "Nathan, let's not look for Daddy, okay? Mommy can raise you by herself."
Nathan's brow furrowed, his little face serious. "But my friend said I'm a childless father, that I don't have a father who's responsible for me. Mommy, he has to be responsible for you and me though," he insisted, sounding far older than his years.
Celine felt her throat tighten. What kind of friends does he have in kindergarten? She reached out, brushing a strand of hair from his forehead.
"Also, Mommy," Nathan continued, "Grandpa said he would grow old and won't be able to take care of us anymore."
Celine felt tears prick at her eyes as she listened to her little boy speak with such maturity. The thought of her father worrying about th
