EVA’S POV
Someone was pulling me. I could feel tiny hands pushing me to wake up. I had slept late last night and was still seriously drowsy. I opened my eyes and saw no one else but Lorenzo.
“Lorenzo, stop,” I said. “Stop.” I yawned and yanked the duvet closer to myself, pushing myself deeper into the plush bed.
“No, mama. You need to stand up and come eat.”
“It’s okay, I’ll eat later.” I yawned again. “We’re going nowhere. You aren’t going to school, and I’m not going to work.”
“But, mama, Superman has made some breakfast.”
“Superman?” Was he really planning to keep calling Dante that?
“Yes, Superman,” he reaffirmed.
“Are you going to keep calling him Superman forever?”
“Yes, mama. He’s very strong.” I could hear the excitement in his voice. He came close and pulled off the duvet
