Soleil
“Mama. Mama”
Matty’s little voice and pounding at the door woke me up. Sandwiched between Gunnar and Yee, I gently detangled myself from them and crept my way off the bed. Throwing on my fluffy robe, I rushed out of the room. In a swoop, I picked him up and held him in my embrace.
“What’s wrong baby?”
“Mama, it hurts.”
“What hurts?”
I frantically examined him while walking to his room. He did have a slight fever, but he pointed to his head and stomach before clutching to me again. I took him a warm bath and dressed him. Everyone was asleep, so I quietly made my way down to the kitchen with him and my arms trying to soothe him.
It was barely six in the morning, and I needed to get ready for work soon, but I have a feeling work is going to have to be postponed. Like his fathe
