"Mommy."
I looked down from the counter at my five-year-old son, who was staring up at me with his golden brown eyes. I smiled as I scooped Jayden up in my arms.
"Yes, sweetheart?" I kissed his cheek, causing him to crinkle his nose and wipe it away.
"I am hungry."
I placed him back down and grabbed his hand. We walked slowly up the stairs to the kitchen, and I began to make him his lunch.
Jayden picked up a piece of cheddar cheese and nibbled on it slowly, "When will daddy be back?”
I ruffled his hair lightly with my hand, "Well, he had to go to the castle for the day, but he will be back soon." I scraped the remains off my cutting board and began to hum Jayden's favourite song.
Carter had been away on business a lot, ever since we had moved back here four and a half years ago. It
