Forbidden Office Affair

side me. I was staring blankly at the TV; my mind had drifted far off.

he asked, his big bro

ine. Just a little tired; I had a lo

He went back to watching his favorite cartoon, hi

ed couch from my ex-boyfriend's house, the hand-me-down coffee table, and the bookshe

up after some time. "Lena, maybe you should take some days off from wor

ugh my long, dark hair. Although Max had taken his father's salty b

a bunch of manuscripts that no one is interested in reading can't put food on the t

eeling about this new year." I looked down at my son who had dozed off on my lap. "We sai

le hug. "You're an amazing mom and an even better wri

r-resignation I was feeling. Max was diagnosed with Cystic Fibrosis about two

her, running my fingers

as sleeping a few moments ago. "Mommy, Mommy! I almost forgot, I made a picture for you!

wing of our little family - there was Max, Mummy, Aunt Rachel, and even our old cat, Mr. Whiske

some artistic talent! It runs in the fami

ittle family. "This looks amazing, Max. We should get thi

uffled his hair, nodding in agreement. "Muuummmm, you'

ng while I slowly drifted away again. If not for an

drawing. "See, Mommy? We're happy!" He wrapped his ar

udly, the shrill sounds filling the kitchen. Rachel blew a kiss to me before sig

the chair. "Cereal? It's late already baby, I can't have it giving

d to me. "No running on the stairs, Maxwell," I said in a dry tone, ma

f our family. I am going to give my baby boy the world, but for n

m and used the other hand to clear up the living room. When I was done

is room. Pushing the door slightly, I saw that he had changed

a lot easier. He was so smart and responsible for his

a kiss on his forehead before goin

bating whether I should proceed with it or not. "S

ck

atched the sent notifica