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My Son Terran – Chapter 17

My Son Terran

Chapter 17

 

True to her word, the doorbell rang at sharp 7.30. She was looking lovely and as fresh as a daisy. It made my day. God had sent her to make our day, or was she here to make our lives?
“Good morning!” She said cheerily.
She was carrying a big basket. I shook my head, took the basket from her hand and welcomed her in with a radiant smile. I was truly happy to see her.

 

“How is he?” The first thing she asked.
We went in the kitchen and I put the basket on the counter.
“Still sleeping, but not coughing and no fever.”
“That’s good news.” She started taking out things from the basket.
“What’s all this?” I was dazed.
“Well, I made a little bit of something for him, something which I thought he would like and is also healthy.”

 

“Hannah, did you sleep the night?”
It was quite a lot of what she had brought. I could also see some story books and box games.
“I’m an early riser. Plus if we have to spend the day together we will need all these things.”
I was puzzled. “Don’t you have to go in for work today?”
I narrowed my eyes and inquired.
“I’ve taken the day off and tomorrow is Sunday, so I can spend two whole days with him and speed him up to recovery.”

 

I was deeply touched beholding the amount of effort she was putting in for Terran.
“Hannah…”
“I don’t want you to miss on work anymore. You carry on and I’ll take care of Terran if you can trust me with him.”
“Hannah! Please don’t embarrass me. You’ll anytime do a better job than me. And now he definitely prefers you over me.”
She gave me a pleased smile and affixed,
“I’m happy to help. Now you go get ready while I put away these things.”

 

I looked at her affectionately and remarked.
“I don’t know how to thank you enough.”
“You don’t have to. I’m not doing this for you. I have my own motives behind them.”
I raised my eyebrows and gave her a questioning look.
She looked down at her hands and rubbed her palms together. I had to strain my ears, because what she said next was just above a whisper.
“It was a boy. He had Terran’s brown hair and hazel eyes. Every time I look at Terran, I see my baby in him.”
When she looked up, we both had tears in our eyes. I gave her a one arm hug, kissed her crown and murmured.
“God bless you Hannah.”
I went in to get ready for work.

 

While I was in my room, I briefly messaged mom, letting her know she need not come in today, I was going into work and that Hannah was here to look after Terran. I didn’t have time to talk to her. I should have known better.

She called up immediately.
“Grayson, did she stay the night?”
I rolled my eyes and let out an exaggerated sigh.
“No mom. She came in early today, offered to be with him and insisted I go for work.”
“She’s such a darling!”
Mom’s magnified attitude on this subject was like a ghost hovering on my head.
“Mom. I’m running late for work. Can I please talk to you later.”
“Okay. If Terran is well by then, I want both of you to have dinner with us tomorrow evening.”

Yeah… sure! How could she not have the details of two days of Hannah being around us?!?

 “Okay.” I ended the call. I knew she won’t take no for an answer.

After 30 minutes when I came out of my room, Terran was sitting on the table and Hannah was feeding him something from what she had brought.

“Hey Champ! I didn’t hear you. How’s my boy today?”
I gave him a tight hug.
“I’m good dad. You going to bank?”
“Yes son. Is that okay?”
I thought he might want me to stay.
“You can go dad, I have Ms. Hannah. ‘ight?”
He looked at her. “Right.”
She gave him a high five. I smiled at both of them and tried not to think too hard about it.
I kissed Terran and hugged him again. I showed Hannah where Terran’s medicine was kept.
“Feel free to use the kitchen and call me up if there’s something. Okay?”
“Okay.” I waved at both of them and left for work.

Shamim Merchant 

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