However, if she went to work to earn money, she would not have time to spend with him.

Liberty sniffled but did not turn back. She moved forward on her bike ferociously.

She would be fine once her son’s crying was out of earshot.

Serenity carried Sonny to the car. After coaxing him for a long time with Mrs. Lane, the boy finally stopped crying.

He refused to sit by himself and nestled in Serenity’s arms. He wrapped his arms around her tightly and muttered pitifully, “...not want me anymore?”