“Mommy?” Ashley, who was arranging her son’s little cabinet, looked back and smiled. “Good morning, sleepyhead.” She stood up, scooped him up from his favorite blanket, and rained kisses on him, eliciting a fit of laughter from Scottie that sounded like an angel’s lullaby for Ashley. “Good morning, Mommy!” Seeing him energetic again, as if what happened yesterday was nothing but a cruel illusion, Ashley could not help but cherish this moment event more. A child’s memory was not as strong as an adult. With him being slight feverish yesterday, Scottie almost forgot his heartbreaking meltdown until he saw his familiar suitcase, clothes, gadgets, and toys around the room. Suddenly, the subconsciously hidden memories flooded his mind. Ashley felt him stiffen in her arms. Seeing his gaze fixated on the shelf she just finished arrang
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