EVA LEVESQUE
I remember that I was at the back of the car together with my mom. Dad was behind the steering wheel and it was raining heavily. The windshields wiped the rain off the front windows, but it was too heavy to see things. We were on our way home from the restaurant. I patted my belly. I was very much full and I was starting to feel drowsy.
Mom pulled me closer to her, covering my body with her coat. The warmth it provided made me feel sleepier. Mom’s scent always made me feel safe and relaxed.
“Did you have fun, sweetie?” she asked, her voice was sweet and serene. I shook my head, but it kept tilting to the side and my eyes were feeling heavier by the second.
They promised to watch a movie and play games, and open presents with me when we arrived home, so I shouldn’t get sl
