Elliot POV.
Daddy is better, I slept next to him yesterday, to make sure he’s okay, plus his bed is much better than mine. I slept next to him cuddled close to his chest, I didn’t get a story last night, he said he’s too tired. So instead I read him the story, I read him the mouse story, my favorite, plus I know it by heart now, I had hard time reading the words, I can read, but I’m a bit slow doing it. Instead I showed him the photos, and told him the story that I know by heart, I even tried to do the voices making daddy smile.
“That’s a nice story little one, let’s get some sleep” daddy says, kissing my nose before pulling me down in bed next to him.
The next morning was just a regular day, until Uncle Dylan came and said he’ll take me off toward the fire station, I got trucks and h
