His only desire, His Craftsman's plan.

His Craftsman's plan bigger than theirs.

Christiana looks fearfully into her husband's eyes hoping to find a form of comfort.

"Something happened on my way to the supermarket". She says this with her head down, looking at the beautiful rug her legs are on.

" What happened, if you care to explain? You are scaring me honey. You didn't say a word since you got back and you looked scared during the meal. You've never being this timid. Please, confide in me". He places his hands on hers and looks for a sign of acceptance to what he said. Christiana, still looking down briefly narrates her experience.

I was on my way to the supermarket when a man approached my vechile and greeted me warmly. He looked a bit like someone who was going to ask for something to eat or drink but he said something that scared me.

"What did he say?". Micheal, filled with anxiety is curious to get to the bone of contention.

" He said what God gave to me is not mine but his, that I shouldn't breed a monster but a king". She started sobbing immediately after saying this.

" What?! Is he mad? Do you look like a person breeding a monster at home?! What nonsense? He had the temerity to do that? We must report him to the police!". Micheal takes his phone out of his pocket to speak with one of his contacts at the Police force.

"Stop, don't you get it? He might be taking about our son. What other possession that is living do we have at our disposal? Our son!". She lowers the phone from her husband's hands but she is still sobbing at this point. "This is probably because we give him everything. But I don't know what to do. He is our only son. Our only child. We don't have another and we have all he needs to have a great life. Why deprive him of it?".

" Woman, forget about that nonsense that man said. He's probably a mad fellow looking for who to collect something from. Promise me you won't think about it again?".

" I promise". She cleans her tears with her hands. Micheal embraces her and consoles her.

" See, about our son, nothing is going to go wrong. He is a good boy and we will train him to be a good and Noble man. Don't worry my honey bun". He gives her a kiss on the forehead. At this point, she was praying in her heart.

"God, please take charge of this boy. I know I don't call you often but I think he might need you help. Take care of Adam. I can't do it alone".

Adam knocks at the door of the master bedroom and Micheal opens the door for the lad. Adam looks at the expression on his parent's faces and immediately detects something is wrong.

" Mummy, is everything okay?" Adam runs into her arms and she sits him on her thighs. Michael leaves the room to give her time to explain that all is well.

" There is no problem my baby. I am just tired".

"Ok mummy, I wanted to tell you I am going to sleep. I am tired".

"Ok, let's go and I will tuck you in". They leave for Adam's room just some feet away from theirs. Adam jumps on his bed and Christiana tucks him in. Adam has forgotten about the videogame he requested for. He would remember soon enough but not today. The expressions he saw on his parents faces where of more concern at the moment.

" Goodnight my sweet baby boy".

" Good night mummy". Adam doses of minutes after she turns the lights off. She heads to the master bedroom, her husband is already there lying on the bed. She climbs the bed and they exchange goodnight kisses. Her husband zooms of to sleepy town but she is still thinking about the whole thing. She prays again about the situation and tells God to help her. She soon after sleeps off.