"How is your life miserable? What is wrong with calling in once in a while to check on her grandchildren?"
"That is a far cry from "once in a while" Mom. She practically lives in my house, Mom! I'm even thinking of relocating out of the city with my wife, let me see how she will be free to gallivant around the world."
Monica couldn't believe her ears. "Hope it's not what I'm thinking."
Kilian had a mischievous smile as he started walking towards the door before releasing what was on his mind. "Of course, it is. We are leaving her grandchildren behind so that she will be able to fulfill her life goal in peace."
"Kilian!"
"Goodnight, Dad, goodnight, Sis," Kilian threw back without looking back and the door closed behind him just like that.
"Did you hear your son, William?"
"Give him some space, dear. He is right," her husband said softly.
