“Why does your Mommy seem so busy and happy today?” I asked Brayden while we were playing with his toy cars.
Xylia had been cooking since I came here to play with our son. The smile on her face wasn’t falling off that it made her somehow weird, but still beautiful.
“Someone important will come, she said,” Brayden answered.
My forehead creased when curiosity started to drown me. “Well, who could that someone important be?”
Brayden shook my hand when I stopped rocking the car back and forth. I started to move my hand again, and he clashed his car against mine multiple times.
“Do you have an idea?” Muli kong pagtanong sa kanya nang hindi niya masyadong pinagtutuunan ng pansin ang tanong ko dahil nasa mga laruang sasakyan ang atensyon niya.
“I don’t know po, Daddy.” He shrugged his shoul
