Be Careful What You Wish For

In the early hours of 4 a.m, Malachi's violet eyes flashed open after a long period of trying and failing to fall asleep.

He finally sat up from his bedsheets and realized that he didn't seem to be the only one having trouble sleeping.

There was a muffled flushing sound before the light inside of the bathroom clicked off and Joanne came back outside, scratching her flat stomach like an old man and rubbing the sleep out of her eyes.

Once she saw that Mal was sitting awake, she pushed him back down before falling on top of him like her batteries had gone dead.

"Trouble sleeping…?"

"Yea…" He admitted.

"Stop thinking about it… if your mother is that sincere about keeping the truth from you, then she has to have a reason.

You're a parent now too, so you should be able to understand her… How would you feel if you had to lie to Cami everyday?"

Malachi's heart immediately clenched in his chest.