James Carter had an air of nonchalance, as if he were an outsider.
Yes, he really was an outsider.
He had nothing to do with them, not her husband, not the father of her child.
She thought she had let go, but when she truly witnessed him showing affection with a woman who resembled Clear Campbell, the heart that had been persistent for half her life began to ache. A lump of air kept churning in her chest, rampaging, trying to find an outlet to burst forth.
Mason Carter listened to the greetings of the elder beside him and obediently replied, "Grandpa, my daddy is a super hero, oh. He's saving the world right now and hasn't come back yet."
He spoke with such seriousness that it made the onlookers burst into laughter.
Children's words and laughter, always so touching to the heart.
"So, Mason, when you grow up, will you save the world like your dad?"
