“Mama!?” Kneeling and kissing the coffin, she breathed, “I’ll be home soon my love.” Hand over where she hoped his heart was, Neveah left him there to his undeserved sentence. And had closed the backing to her closet just as her son came into her room.
“MOMMY!” Hugging her around the waist, the waist the two-year-old whined, “PIZZA PLLEASSEE.” Giggling and kissing his head, Neveah teased, “You’re going to turn into a pizza boy if you keep eating pizza kid.” Pouting, his adorable face making it hard to say no, Neveah groaned, “Fine pizzza it is.”
And just like that, Genesis lit up like a Christmas tree. Cheering and dancing, he was soon gobbling down two slices as he read his book.
Having found him being able to read, form setences already startling, Killen had been there to assure he
