“What?”
“She needs to look after her grandmother.”
“Justbring it.”
“Ah, my little ones, when you get older, you'll be able to understand that it's never like it seems. Now go to sleep.”
“In a quelo...”
“Yes, you should.”
“I don't want to.”
I frowned, and they nodded.
“Good night, my loves.” I kissed each of them and left the room, closing the door behind me.
I wanted to do the best for them and for myself, but I also had to be careful not to hurt any of us.
The babysitter had already left, and I grabbed something to eat in the kitchen. I took a shower and then went to my office. I looked through some more paperwork before sending a message to Helena.
Thomas:
Have you gone to bed yet?
Helena:
Not yet.
Thomas:
How is your grandmother?
Helena:
Stubborn, but good.
Thomas:
That's great!
Helena:
What about the girls?
Thomas:
Missing you and me too.
Helena:
We'll arrange another day.
Thomas:
How about every day?
Helena: