"What do you want for Christmas, little guy?"
"Uh, a new jacket?"
"That's all? I promise whatever you ask for, I'll make it happen."
"Can you make my mummy and Mr. Tyler stop hitting me?"
Grabs a gallon of ice cream, a big spoon, a gallon of Chocolate Beverage, and hops in bed under the covers* lets do this.
Ugh. I would rather drop my kids to schools and give warm clothes then neglect them. (BTW I don't have kids...yet)
I real mother would be late or make time to make sure her child wouldn't get sick or catch a cold
When you forgot the ages already in the first chapter so you have to scroll back...
I have a box of tissues by my side just in case if I cry😫😫😫😫😭😭😭😭😭😭😭I tried to contain myself but I can't.😭😭😭😭😭😭😭
I cried just reading the description so this is gonna be hard