Issahil

I slept like a baby that night. I don't remember ever sleeping that well before.

The next morning, we returned to the human world and I finally saw my son.

He broke down crying profusely as soon as he saw me. It was almost as if he was communicating how angry he was at me for leaving him so suddenly and only showing up now. And also how much he had missed me.

I held him tightly in my arms and rocked him until he stopped crying.  He grabbed my right thumb and held onto it so tightly, refusing to let go even when he finally fell asleep after...