Is He Her Father?

“Rain! I told you not to mention that name anymore. Do you ever listen?!” River scolded her daughter.

Rain flinched and scrunched up her small face. “I'm just trying to help, Mama.”

This was such a distressful life River had and she was a hell of a lot tired of it. Her heart ached. How could she shield Rain from the turmoil she felt burrowing deep inside of her soul?

Could she even achieve that now with Gonzalo back in the picture?

Taking a tired sigh, she tried for a light tone. “Mama’s just a little tired, honey. But seeing your happy faces always makes me feel better.”

Rain wasn't convinced. “Are you sure? Did Mr. Grumpy come back?”

River's smile wavered slightly. “Mr. Grumpy?”

“Yeah,” Leo piped up, finally looking away from his drawing. “Nicholas from the bakery who looked like he swallowed a lemon.”

River chuckled genuinely for the first time since Gonzalo's arrival. “That's a good way to describe him, Leo.” She said, remembering how everyone used to whisper about the gr