Anna painted Jacob and Jackson

“Mommy, is daddy in London too?” Marcelo asked all of a sudden, stunning Anna into utmost silence.

It took less than a second to get past her shock and she was about to reply to him when she heard her phone beep. Fishing it from her pocket, she gave it to Marcelo to check what it was.

“It's an inbox from your email.” Little Marcelo, who was already used to spending almost all his time on his mother’s mobile, playing arithmetics games, while she was cooking or painting was very knowledgeable about her work life. He was her little secretary.

“Alright, I will check it when we get back home.” Anna smiled at him before she saw him going through her phone to play games again.

Anna’s expectation of cheering Marcelo up with lots of fun in the amusement park was all for naught as the little boy was stuck with her all through and refused to play with other kids.

Staring at the huge pack, Anna suddenly realized that only a countable number of mothers were like her, and most of the famili