She could not stop her eyes from following her son, who automatically ran in Zach's direction as if that was where he belonged. It was like in the few times they had met, they had already formed a strong bond that would be hard to break.
What if this did not work out? How would she explain to her son that Zach would not be coming to visit ever again? But here she was again, being pessimistic. She was already thinking of the worse when there was no sign that it might even happen.
She could not help it. She had been put down many times before by her parents, who did not bother to care for her. Then, by the system that failed to protect the rights of a child. Most of all, by the man who was supposed to love her.
"You have a visitor. He said that you know him." Zach finally spoke, addressing her. But she could sense in his voice that he might have some doubt as he held her son in a protective stance.
