Smore raised his little head and considered Mark. “Granny said Mommy’s taking me away from here, so I should look at you more often, because we won’t get to see each other anymore after this.”
Mark’s eyes quickly reddened before he pulled Smore into his embrace. “No, no. That’s not true. Daddy will always visit you as many times as possible. Daddy and | Mommy are only temporarily separated, but it doesn’t change the fact that we both love you very much.”
Smore did not seem upset at all. “It’s okay. I don’t see Daddy that much at home anyway. You’re always so busy. It’s just me and Mommy living together, and she’s unhappy being here. So, I wanna go with her.”
Were these words something a toddler not even past age three say? For a moment, Mark was glad for his ability to keep his heart under wrap, or else he would have already succumbed to tears by now.
That night, during dinner, Arianne acted as though it was any other typical day in the Tremont household. Smore was exceptionally docile today; he finished all of the food in his plate and left not even a crisp behind. Arianne could not help but praise him. “Smore, you’re such a good boy today!”
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