His lips held the sheer light smile of remembering someone who's very close to his heart and not drifting his eyes from me, he whispered in a gentle way. "I have a son."
The moment his words penetrated in my ears, I blinked at him in astonishment and without my knowledge, my lips formed in a kindhearted smile, displaying at him I exclaimed. "Wow, really? That is cool." And I slightly moved my torso towards the table and placed my hands over the table.
While he rested his back against his backrest of of the chair and and his brown eyes were gazing out through the window while his brown eyes were flaunting the memory of beautiful yet melancholy sight. As he were gazing out it appears like he is recalling the past with his son and he nodded his head at me.
