"Are you saying something, Martin?' Asked Athena. She seemed to hear Martin talking about adults. She was distracted by Marco's presence, so she did not listen to it.
"Uhm, Mommy, how old I should be to be an adult like you?" Martin asked. He remembered that his Mom had a good sense of hearing.
"When you turn eighteen, you can vote for whoever you feel like deserving to lead the country," Athena said, smiling.
"You will have a long way to go before that happens," Marco cut in. He just met his four-year-old son, and now he was asking about being an adult? 'Whoa, I haven't even seen him as a kid for a day!' Marco complained to himself.
Martin opened his backpack and brought out a popsicle stick. "One, two, three, four.." he counted until he reached eighteen. Martin separated them fro
