Zane was a total daddy's girl and could
never say no to Willow.
Willow didn't even need to ask for Zane's help
He picked her up and placed her into the child's seat in the shopping cart right away.
Then, he pushed the cart ahead while walking at lightning speed.
Willow's voice.
I walked behind them, but it wasn't long
before I lost sight of them. That said,
I could still hear Willow.
"slow down, Daddy!" Willow was clearly
happy. Even her complaints were laced
with laughter.
"I can't even see Mommy anymore- ch! Mommy!"
I happened to hear Willow from behind me,
so I looked back. That was when 1 saw her
waving at me, so I waved back
In the next second, the two whooshed past
me like a gust of wind. Meanwhile,
I took my time strolling and seeing
if there was anything I needed
By the time Willow and Zane returned to
my side again, I could tell Willow was bored of playing in the cart. She tilted her head at me, What are you doing, Mommy?"
It turned out that I had instinctively looked
at the laundry detergent, wanting to compare the different brands.
Yet, I only realized something after comparing them for ages–I no longer needed to do house chores.
A laugh left my lips as I explained,
"I was just looking around."
I wasn't used to having so much free time all of a sudden.
Zane began examining the products on
the shelves. He seemed to have recalled the drawings Willow took from my bag earlier and casually asked, "Do you like to draw?"
"Yeah, I previously took classes for some
time." I smilingly explained,
"When I was a housewife, I'd get bored after
doing house chores. So, I'd draw to pass the time."
Zane pushed the shopping cart Willow sat in while walking beside me. He was silent for the longest time before saying,
"Have you ever considered turning this into a casual, part–time career?"
I stared wide–eyed at him. Indeed, I had never considered
the possibility of doing such a thing
Willow's eyes lit up as she suggested,
"Mommy, you can post your art online after
you've drawn them. I've seen many people
do it online."
Willow couldn't read many words and didn't
know the overall content of those posts. Still, that didn't stop her from being in awe of such artists' posts.
What made Willow even happier was her
mother was about to become an incredible
artist like them, too. My mood brightened
at once. Can I really do that?
"Of course." Zane instantly broke down the
benefits of doing so to me.
"Your art will gain more exposure online. Who knows? Maybe your little comic–like drawings could get published,
"Other companies may also take an interest
in your drawings and commission you to
design commercial art for them. All in all, there are many benefits to doing so."
The more they tried to convince me, the more I felt such a job would suit me better.
"Alright, then. I'll give it a shot once I have some free time."
Willow boomed with boundless joy once
I accepted her and Zane's suggestion.
She raised a finger and asked, "Mommy, can I make another suggestion?"
I nodded. "Sure."
Willow shyly asked, "Can I choose the color
of my dress if you want to make drawings of me again?"
I chuckled lightly before answering
"Of course you can."
Willow was so over the moon that she ran in
circles several times. She eventually stopped and was attracted to a pretty doll nearb Then, she stared straight at Zane.
Turning down Willow's requests was never an option for Zane "Let's buy it-
Before he could finish speaking, I spoke to
him with a low, suppressed voice.
"Have you forgotten what Willow told us to do when we first arrived?"