Lana Fern gently coaxed Chale Cheney with a tender gaze and delicate, thoughtful words.
Chale looked at Lana, blinking his eyes.
"It's okay. Aunt Lana will also be living in Landon from now on. If you need anything, come and find Aunt Lana. Aunt Lana will take you out to play too."
"Hmm." Chale obediently nodded.
Lana smiled. Kids were so easy to coax.
"Chale, Mom's busy with work in the US and can't be with you. Please, don't be mad at Mom."
"My mom is in the US?"
"Yes, Aunt Lana's sister is your mom."
"Aunt Yolanda?" Chale curiously blinked.
He had met Aunt Yolanda before, but only a few times. Each time she came, Elder Cheney was there.
He hadn't talked much with Aunt Yolanda, but he knew that she cared and was good to him.
She always brought him loads of tasty food and fun toys...
"Yes, Aunt Yolanda is your mom. Hasn't Dad told you about it?"
Chale shook his head, "Dad didn't say."
