After the banquet, October arrived.
Being the early phase of autumn, the delicate transition gradually happened. A few hints of gold and amber peeked through among the green leaves as the crisp breeze blew past them.
Life was generally peaceful for the family of three. The busiest among them was Calix because he needed to travel abroad twice after the hearty Mid-Autumn Festival.
"Papa, come home soon."
Calliope often bid farewell to Calix with teary eyes. Even though her papa used to go on a work trip before, she still couldn't get used to it.
"Papa will come home in four days. Poppy just needs four nights of sleep and, Papa will be here, en?"
Calix hugged Calliope as he tried to comfort the little one. Leslie could only watch them with a helpless smile, knowing how sad their daughter was with the short separation.
