Jeremy

I arrive home very late.

The darkness has descended everywhere allowing the luminous beauty of the moon to settle on Boston.

Our five thousand square feet antebellum mansion seem to accommodate no one when I got in.

There is absolute silent everywhere.

I go straight to the kitchen because I knew that's where I will find Nanny Mae. She was heating something up in the microwave when as I enter. I guess right away it is my diner.

She always rush to the kitchen to heat up my dinner when she hears my car drive in.

"Good evening nanny" I greet, throwing my hand bag on the kitchen table.

"Good evening Kim. i'm almost done with your....."

"Its OK nanny, I'm not hungry" I cut in, leaning against the kitchen cabinet. I let out a slow sigh.

"Whats wrong dear? You look worried. Have you been crying again?" she questions suspicious. She has been with my family since my childhood and so she knows me well to sense when something is bothering me.

"No no not really Nanny. Don't worry I'm perfectly fine. Where is Jeremy anyways?" I ask.

"The poor boy waited for you all night long but you weren't coming. I had to force him to bed. You know how he is." She explains then turn to switch the microwave off.

"I'm sorry you had to go through that Nana. I got caught up with work at the agency." I walk over to the fridge to see if Jeremy ate his food. He usually didn't want to eat when I'm not around.

"it's alright my girl i took care of that." She says and add, "Anyways your mother called from China she said she will take longer than she had planned."

"OK Nana thank you. I will call her tomorrow but for now, I will visit my son then retire to my bed."  I say goodnight to her then walk upstairs.

The hallway flows into a large,wide staircase that provides the main means of egress from the kitchen to the rooms on the second floor.

Jeremy's bedroom is just at the right turn at the end of the staircase.

I slide the door open silently in order not to wake him up. Who knows, he might probably be saving the world with the avengers. Odd as it sounds, that's always the dream he says he has when he sleeps.

My lips curve into a smile as I thought about it.

Jeremy has been the best thing that could ever happen to me these past ten years despite his condition.

He is the only reason I find courage to wake up from my bed each morning.

I love my son very much.

Yes, you heard right. I had a son. And you guessed right. Carl is the father. But he doesn't know and he will never know about him as long as I have breath.

I found out I was pregnant exactly three months after he was sent to prison.

At first I was melancholic that I had a murderer's child in me. I wanted to get rid of it as soon as I found out but then I realized the innocent baby had nothing to do with what his father had done.

I decided to have it and I have never regretted having him.

After few minutes of standing there and staring at him, I walk over to his bed kiss him good night, switch off the light and I make may to my bedroom.

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