I came to meet my son, it is weekend so he won't be going to school.

Ian was in bed, and he had the huge tablet, his dad brought for him, mooking noises while he tirelessly played his thumps off..

"Son, can we talk".

I brought a chair and sat down beside him..

"Talk about what mom,?".

He pauses the game, only for five minutes, then kept on playing hard again..

Truly. I don't know what to tell my son, do I have to explain to him what happened? Or do I have to act like everything is okay, just for his sake..

"Tell me mom, what happened,!"..

Ian gave...