Damien
I sat on the bed beside Lucas. He was sleeping when I came back home. I'd checked his temperature, it was normal. Dad wasn't home which upheld that he hadn't been scolded again. I didn't know if he had eaten lunch, I didn't want to wake him up. He looked so peaceful and relaxed.
The phone vibrated inside my pocket. Immediately, rushing outside, I received the call. “Hi, Ms. Brown.”
“Where are you?”
“Home, why?”
“Is there anything wrong with Lucas lately? He seemed upset when I brought him home today.”
“Dad... scolded him.” I assumed Lucas didn't have any other reasons to be upset. Dad's scoldings implicate his mind from a long ago.
“Ah! That makes sense. He was afraid. I wonder when your dad will be a little better.”
I forced a chuckle. “Never.”
“By the way, can we meet? I
