Why Was He Here?

"Mommy wake up or I will be late" I heard Vince's little voice.

His little hand was shaking me and I opened my eyes slowly. I had slept in his room. I stood up and realised that I had slept off.

"Mommy, I will be late for school" He said again, his voice sounding cute.

That confused me again.

Vince has been homeschooling since his accident. When was the decision for him to return to school made? Although I was the one who had told Jason a few days ago that he was ready to go to school since his injury had healed and that mixing with others might help him regain his lost memory, I didn't know he had already done that.

"Did your daddy say that?" I asked him to be sure.

" Yes, he sent me a text," he replied, showing me his phone.

That damn bastard didn't dim it fit to tell me. But I thought the door was still locked?

"What about the door lock?" I asked, frowning.

"Oh… daddy found a way out," he simply said, nudging me to stand up.

I stood up quickly to start dressing him up. It's n