"Baby, it's way past your bedtime." Melissa stammered, hoping she could convince him to go to bed.
"Please, mama." He continued to stare at her with pleading eyes.
"Okay, what is it you want to talk about?" She asked, even though She might regret it."
"Do I have a Daddy?"
Melissa massaged her temple, wondering what she was going to say or how she was going to start the conversation.
"Do I have a sister?" Ryan asked when his mother said nothing to his first question.
"Wait! Where did you get all these thoughts from?"
"People call Rumi my sister because we look alike. I like Rumi and she likes me too."
"Rumi's Daddy came to school today. I saw him. I look so much like him. Is he my Daddy?"
Melissa sighed. "Why don't you go to bed, honey and we will discuss this tomorrow morning."
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