CHAPTER 24

Cynthia took him to the grocery store. Making noodles did not require that many ingredients. But the little boy was in a joyful mood, so she took him around the store. When they returned home, it was almost half past six. She feared that the little boy would be hungry, so she brought him home.

Taking the elevator up to her floor, she unlocked the door and the little fellow went in. After he entered, the little boy stared at the clock. He was able to tell the time.

“Zion, be good and sit in the living room. Don’t run about, okay? Mommy will be making dinner now.”

“ I’ll be good.” The little fellow promised. Watching his mommy entered the kitchen with the bag of groceries, he turned to give the clock another glance. There was only a few minutes left. He quietly moved a small stool to the door. Climbing onto the stool, he stood up and looked through the peephole.

Five minutes later, he caught sight of a tall, masculine figure stepping out of the elevator. The little boy let out a delight