~Lola~

“Wake up, mom!” yelled one of my sons. “Wake up, Mom!” I sighed and sat up. I examined him closely to see which of my boys he was. I smiled when I realized who he was.

“Good morning, Kai.” He giggled as I hauled him up. “OK, baby, let mother prepare you for school, okay?” I noticed his face turning pale. I was clueless about the cause, but I could tell that he was making a valiant effort to construct a sentence. However, when he was unsuccessful, he simply began sobbing. “Oh my poor thing, what’s wrong with you, baby?” When the others heard him screaming, they all started...