Nick
I observed the child in silence, feeling my blood rush through my body and my heart pounding against my rib cage. The little one looked at me and frowned; he was an identical image to what I see in the mirror every morning—his eyes, hair, and tiny nose. It's like seeing myself as a child.
"Thank you," the woman said, taking the cap from my hands. She didn’t look at me and just put the cap on the boy while we both stared at each other in silence.
"Let's go, sweetie," she said, taking the boy's hand and walking away with him. I stood up and followed them with my gaze, then moved my legs to follow their steps.
"Nick, it's done. They're going to open earlier for us," Will arrived and hugged me by the shoulders.
"No, come with me." I moved quickly.
"What?" he said, and I kept walking
