Nigel knocked on the door of his mother's chamber without wasting a second. "Mother, it's me."
"Come in, Nigel," he heard his mother's laughter-filled voice from the other side of the door.
He took a deep breath in and put on a smile before entering the room. He saw that his father and mother were sitting by the window while the soft wind that was blowing inside was helping them to bear the summer heat.
Nigel gave a gentle bow to both of his parents. "Please excuse me for being a bone in the soup right now. I feel like I am spoiling your fun."
Dragomir gave out a chuckle and patted on the chair beside him. "We were just sharing our fond memories about you. Come, take a seat." And he playfully added, "We can make fun of you right in front of you."
Nigel smiled and lovingly gazed at the picture-perfect smile of his parents. They looked so happy that he was having second thoughts about ruining the mood.
