*10 YEARS LATER*

Miriam’s POV

The kids had just come back from training and they asked me the question. The same one they had been asking me for days now.

“Mom?” Amelia called.

“Yeah?” I mumbled as I kept a laser focus on the pot of soup I was preparing.

“You didn’t answer our question.”

“That’s because I am so busy with the food I’m preparing. Go set the table, would you?”

Amelia opened her mouth like she wanted to argue but she closed it back. I had taught my kids never to argue with me. They were very smart and listened to everything I told him. This one thing,...