That evening, Avery went through the motions of bathing Angel and getting him ready for bedtime. He had spent the day watching one of his favorite movies with Mabella and they playing to their hearts' content, so by the time he had his bath, his eyes were drooping closed by the second.
Avery helped him into his pajamas and put him in bed, then grabbed a book to read him his bedtime story.
Angel gazed at the door and then rested his head on Avery's lap. She stroked his hair. "Daddy has more work to do today. He will join us later but you are tired so let's start without him, shall we?" she said.
Angel nodded, but he lifted his head to look at her. "Are you sad, mommy?"
"No." She forced a smile. "Why would you think that?"
