"I understand now," Nicholas finally nodded and he smiled again, albeit bitterly. He patted Luciel's shoulder and praised him. "You are really smart."
Luciel shrugged. "It's not that hard to guess. We know our father's name. It's the same as yours. Plus, we do look so much alike. I'd be dumb if I can't make that connection."
Nicholas was in awe when he heard Luciel explain his conclusion. He didn't expect the boy to be this smart.
"Aren't you six? How come you are so smart?" he commented.
"Six years and five months," Luciel corrected him. "I am a big boy now."
Nicholas wanted to laugh out loud at his son's adorable behavior, but instead, tears were filling the corners of his eyes and making his vision blurry. Oh, how he wished he could hug Luciel and Jan and cried right there.
