-- Grizelda --

The front door being slammed shut echoed through the house. I soon heard Leo's footsteps followed by his lovely voice.

"Mommy!" he called out in a shrill voice.

I stepped out of the kitchen to meet him. I dried my hands on a dish towel as I met him in the hallway. His face was red from the cold, his blond hair pointed in all directions and his bag almost slipped off one shoulder.

The paper he held commanded my attention.

"Look!" he said excitedly as he stretched the paper toward me. "Something new I made at school today!"

I collected the drawing from him. My breath...