"Good morning, Mother," Violet spoke as she descended the stairs that led to the second floor.
Anna, who was making lunch, looked towards the stairs:
"Oh, Violet. You woke up?"
"Yes, Mother."
She wore a gentle smile when she heard what Violet said, pondering about what it would have been like to have a daughter.
"Where is my son?" She asked.
"He's still sleeping," Violet spoke in a neutral tone.
"Hmm..." Anna looked at Violet for a few seconds while she seemed to be thinking about something, "Well, he'll wake up soon, he's always been a sleeper."
"I remember I had to wake him up several times to go to school." She spoke with a gentle smile, reminiscing about a nostalgic past.
'He was so little… Now he's a big man.' She laughed amusingly.
