Spending Time With Regan

Davero had just finished meeting with a client outside the office. Now he was in his limousine on the way home. His eyes stared out the car window; he recognized the road through Agneta's house and accidentally caught the figure of the little boy he had met a few days ago, Regan. The child was seen sitting on a swing in a deserted park. Davero immediately asked the driver to stop the car. He quickly smoothed down the front of his jacket before getting off to approach Regan.

"Not picked up yet?"

Regan turned around; her round eyes, so cute and adorable, stared at Davero.

"Uncle?" Regan tried to remember a name.

Davero, do you still remember?" asked Dave, making the boy nod enthusiastically.

"Uncle, Mother's work friend," Regan said with a lisp, which made Davero smile.

"Why are you alone?" Davero asked, still smiling.

This is a rare occurrence, even very rare. Davero's figure smiled at a child, remembering the fact that Davero had never liked any child.

"Aunt Ilen hasn't picked up Egan