89. Old traditions

Alora looked up at him and then smiled. “My mom used to buy me presents and hide them around the house for me to find and when I did I would gather them on her bed and she would watch me open them one after the other!.” Alora explained with sad eyes.

Zemia sat beside her and wiped the tears from her eyes before they could drop. “Why don’t we do everything you and your mom did together?!, we could make it a tradition?!.”

Alora looked up at him, she smiled and hugged him tight. “Thank you!.” Alora said and tears followed.

“Please don’t cry!.” Zemia said. He tapped Alora back gently trying to calm her down. “Tell me what things you and your mum did when you were younger?!.” Zemia asked.

Alora sniffed and she cleaned her dripping nose and her eyes. After listing everything Alora looked up at Zemia to see a smile on his face, she felt awkward about the fact she was putting all her burden on him.

“That is a long list of activities !.” Zemia said.

Alora inhaled and exhaled.

“We better get s