A few minutes after filling the tub with water and soap, Jaime and Juke climbed into the tub. Jaime started washing his little nephew's hair. Bubbles flew into the air as Juke gathered them with his hands and blew them."Turn around, I need to rub your back," Jaime instructed."Uncle," Juke said."Huh?""Why don't you ask Aunt?""Ask what?""Bath with us.""This boy..." Jaime raised his voice.Juke laughed. "Why? It's just a bath. Right?"Jaime didn't know how to explain appropriately to Juke's age, so he remained silent for a minute. Then he finally managed it. "Juke, you can't ask Aunt Vivian to shower with you. She... she's your aunt. Got it?"Juke turned his head to look at his uncle, frowning in confusion. "Why?""I said no," Jaime said."So have you bathed with Aunt yet?"His face turned red with embarrassment then he punished his nephew by tickling his hips. Juke twisted his body, and laughed loudly, water splashed around them.~~~~~Returning to his bedroom after taking Juke t

Vivian placed the banana on the table, her hands clenched to gain strength for what she was going to say. It's better to say it now than never. Jerry always listens to her because he likes her a lot."When?" He asked, his eyes still lost. He tried to maintain his usual composure."This weekend."His eyebrows were furrowed, his eyes dark with all the anger."You can't do this." He shook his head in denial, determined to get her back on track. "No. You don't love him, Vivian.""What if I still do what I want?" The question came as quietly as her breathing.Jerry scoffed. "You can not." He raised his voice. "You don't love him. He's your puppet, nothing more, nothing less.""Jerry...""Are not!" Jerry shouted. "If you do this, you'll regret it. I won't let you go down this path. You're lying to yourself. You've barely known him for three months. It's only been three months, Vivian. Are you crazy? What would Hodja think?"Vivian lowered her eyes, focusing her gaze on the tabletop. She kne

Sometimes, it felt like she had fallen into the abyss, her mind spinning uncontrollably. Everything clearly marked in her head disappeared through the spaces between her fingers, as the days passed. Until she couldn't coherently describe what she was actually doing anymore. She was merely floating along the moving wedding train.Maybe it has something to do with the fact that she always feels lonely. When Hodja went to school, she labored alone, was thrust into the adult world, and was forced to put on a brave face despite how scared she was inside.Always hiding her deepest feelings, unable to share them with anyone because she doesn't want her brother to feel guilty and then give up what she worked so hard to get. In a way, she has always lived with lies.The sky was always so dark until Jaime came to see her every day with a smile, constantly talking on the phone to get her attention. That makes her feel better in her spirit because as she begins to get to know him, he in turn fulf

His eager smile turned gentle, he wrapped his arms around her. Burying his face in her hair, he said. "I am not fine."The needed comfort washed over him as Vivian placed her hand on his back, patting it comfortingly. Gently running a hand through his hair, she leaned closer to him."Even though my father and I were never close, he was still my father," Jaime said. "I may not agree with his ways but he always does everything while thinking about me. Dad is rarely by my side even if I need him but he always gives me everything I need and always makes sure I get the best. If it wasn't for him, I wouldn't be here, with you. As long as I have you by my side, I believe I can do it.""We will get through this sadness together." Vivian agreed, patting him on the back. Then she looked into his eyes, her thumb brushing his cheek affectionately. "So, dear husband, where is my breakfast?"He let out a short laugh before speaking. "Wait a minute." He walked over to the table, brought the tray ove

Mrs. Maggie is extremely grateful that Jaime brought Vivian to live with her but this... she doesn't want Vivian to give away her purity. Mrs. Maggie feels like she was when she was younger, innocent and innocent. Mrs. Maggie wants to protect her daughter because she is still too young, she needs to fly and play, not live the life of a housewife and raise children.Mrs. Maggie wants Vivian to live a happier, more free life than that."Driver Karon." Mrs. Maggie called, rushing out of the kitchen and into the foyer. A forty-year-old man walked into the living room."Yes, ma'am?" He says."Follow them. Hurry!""For what?" He frowned, his forehead wrinkled."Find out where they're going and report back to me. Got it?"~~~~~"Sister Vivian." Hodja greeted them at the door with surprise. "Why did you come so suddenly?""Oh... I just... wanted to visit you." Vivian smiled and then looked over his shoulder, she saw Sunnee in the kitchen. She greeted loudly. "Sunnee." when she entered. Behind