Her younger son walked over to her, looking wretched. Slowly, he stooped in front of his mother and gently placed his small hand on the back of her palm.
"Mommy, don't feel down. Something important must've happened to make him break his promise. Mommy has always been magnanimous, so can you not be mad with him anymore?"
The woman pursed her lips in a futile attempt to hold back her tears as droplets fell fast and furious at her son's kind words.
PLOP!
A large drop fell on the back of his hand.
The boy's eyes glinted dangerously for a second as they were drawn to the teardrop, which had plopped, on his hand.
Only heavens knew the all-consuming fury in him that moment; he very much wanted to tear his father apart with his hands!
What the hell is going on? That chap promised to walk the red carpet with mommy, so how could he break his promise?!
That man is a letdown!
He was incensed!
