Archi lay peacefully on the bed, Dora sitting beside him. She exhaled when she noticed he was still asleep.
"Thank goodness," she muttered and stood up again.
"Mommy?" She heard his voice.
She stopped in her tracks and turned to face him, "Archi?" She called quietly and walked back to his side.
She gently patted his head, "What is the matter?" She asked.
He sniffed and muttered some incoherent words. She sighed, "Oh Archi," she gently stroked his hair.
He gently opened his eyes, his eyes landed on Dora and he pouted, "My Mother," he sniffed.
She spread her arms and he went to her and hugged her.
"Everything will be fine, I promise, everything will be fine."
"I want my mother back," his voice broke, "I just want her to be with me," he sniffed again.
Dora was short of words and couldn't find the words with which to console him.
