When Wisdom Was Seven Years Old...
“Where the hell is my dad?!”
Seven-year-old Wisdom Linnea Calvin was looking for her father who disappeared in the midst of her birthday barbeque party.
“Wisdom, dear. Could you find your father and tell him that the grilled lobster is done?” Her mother’s sweet voice made her smile for a bit then shift back to being frowned.
In every event they had at their house, her father constantly vanishes in the middle of an important event and just came back after an hour or two.
Wisdom entered their abode and went to her parents’ bedroom. But her father wasn’t there. She didn’t even know why she looked at their bedroom first.
‘Maybe he’s sleeping?’ She naively thought and just chuckled at herself for thinking her father would sleep under broad daylight, at e
