" Son. "
He turned his face to look at a familiar woman who just called for him from behind. Instantly smiled at her, his steps were drawn to get to her as if it was something usual for him. " You found me again... "
" Mom. " He said with a big smile on his face.
" How old are you this year, son? " His mother suddenly asked him the question.
"? Me? I will turn 16 this year, mom. Why did you ask? " He said while tilting his head dumbfoundedly. How come his mother could forget his age when he is the only child she had?
