MELISSA QUIZON
"Mommy, I don't want to be here." Reid pulled on my dress so he could get my attention.
We were in the middle of Wright’s large living room. He was discharged from the hospital last night. When Reid woke up we were already here at Wright's house and he gets cranky because he’s environment suddenly change.
I also told his teachers that he’s not gonna be able to attend his class today because he’s tired of the trip.
"Why don't you want to come here? Our house is better than yours?" We looked at Bobbie who was reclining sitting on the one sitter sofa. She stood up and approached Reid, she was taller than my son because she was older than him.
Reid hid half his body in my thigh. "I don't have a playmate here."
"Here I am, ah." Smiling Bobbie said.
Reid looked up at me. I stroked his hair. "Mommy, let's go home."
We heard a squeak from the stairs. Wright was there, he was down the stairs. He looked at me and then looked down at my thigh, at Reid.