Chapter 2

Nix’s POV

After getting home, I made myself a birthday cake to celebrate my birthday. I think more tears went into it than anything else. I plan on eating it after I have finished my chores. ‘The farm won’t tend to itself’ was the phrase mom would use.

I sat there and reminisced about my past birthday’s, what we would have done this evening. It was not very exciting compared to what other kids my age do. But I was grateful and happy. I don’t need flashy items or fancy clothes. She always said I deserved more than she could give. But all I wanted was her love. I got that in abundance.

She was my everything and I was hers. She would make a tremendous effort every year on my birthday to tell me that I was the best thing that ever happened to her. Her life wasn’t complete until I came into it.

All I could do was sit there, tears streaming down my face, thinking of her expression, her smile and her comforting embraces. I missed her so much. I haven’t even been in