There was a house built some meters away from the camp so Isaac asked me to remain there for the meantime. It seemed like fun to them but even though it was all made up my heart was still hurting at the thought of how Mason will be feeling.
He might seem tough but he is only ten years old and no ten year old will be happy to be separated from his mother.
I couldn't sleep that night because I kept thinking about him. I wonder how his first night without me will be? I thought to myself gently sitting up as I looked at the clock.
I can't do this, I have to return to my son. I thought but shook my head immediately. “No, I have to wait until sunrise tomorrow,” I whispered and then laid back on the bed.
It wasn't long until I sat up again. “I can't do this, what if he refuses to eat anything
