SOLOMON

"Whatcha doin, Pa?" I smiled when I heard that voice. I looked over my shoulder and saw my little son, standing there with his wild and curly hair.

"I'm chopping some wood. You wanna help?"

Milo's eyes brighten and he nods his head, "Yeah I wanna help!"

I chuckle and stand up. His small form came running and stood beside me, waiting for instruction. I got a smaller axe and a very small piece of wood and placed it on the tree stump.

"Come stand in front of me, Milo." He did as told. I bend down and hold his arms.

"Now you hold the axe high. And then...