Will You Marry Me Again?

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end. After the divorce, I found out I was pregnant with his son, so I moved away from New York to Germany

I said, opening the w

leeeppp” he groans “can’t

bed and sat on it c

become in the future again” I

I keep saying it every day” he said

mommy, I promise I won’t forget it”

said, putting his hands on his waist. “Now don’t forg

to say it. If you don’t go to school every d

” he said, getting off of m

nds just a little above his head for a hi

e shower” I asked, alre

eed help in the shower, and I’m a big b

ss up. I’m going to make breakfast” I said, unhan

ualistically put on my favorite song

him toasted bread and eggs with tea and pack him some spaghetti and meatballs in his lunch box for school. W

ake out a pair of slacks and a flowery designed blouse and put them on. I looked in the mirror

erfume and head downstairs. Zion was already done with his breakfast and was wearing his shoes. I sit in the dining room and munch on the

ll him “are

he says, r

ing in the house”, I asked

rry, Mommy

aid, grabbing h

ack your s

g, then all of a sudden, as if he remembered the rule ab

nd he had packed in everything he needed for school;

d, ruffling his

ds and starts walking to the front door. I stand back and look at him walk, reflecting on how big he has grown and how I took care of him all alone. I’m so proud of him and myse

it. He takes the front seat

his hand to reach it but finds difficulty dragging it. I

nd helped him get down. I wave at him as he walks in till he is out