Goodbye, Mr. Regret

"Henry, you're amazing! You memorized it so quickly."

Sheila's voice was full of praise.

"That's because you're such a great teacher, Miss Sheila," Henry replied, his voice bright and cheerful.

Jessica's eyes immediately dimmed at the exchange.

Timothy, on the other hand, smiled with satisfaction and told Jessica to bring the suitcase inside.

He strode off toward the living room.

Jessica wheeled the suitcase into the bedroom, grabbed her pajamas, and headed for a shower.

She turned on the faucet; the steady rush of water was loud enough to drown out the laughter coming from the other room.

When Timothy returned, Henry ran over with an affectionate "Dad!"

Timothy sat down, and Henry quickly pulled out his notebook.

copying 'A Mother's Love' a

by his father's tone and had called Sheila to vent. Sheila, gentle as always, comforted him and even made the trip from the city just to sit

ruffled Henry's hair. "You did great. Was it tiring? Is there a reward you'd like? Name it,

and copied it a hundred times too. If you want to give a reward, give it

of Timothy's arms and snuggled up

smiling fondly. "I'm just happy to spend time with you, Henry—I don't need anything. But you, young man, your handwriting is so neat, and you memorized the whole poem. You deserve

looked at Timothy. "Tomorrow's Saturday. I want you to take me to the amusement

the amusement park together with Jessica. Now that Jessica was

He agreed.

was over the

park, and now that Dad would be joining them, it felt

checked his watch-it was getting late-and told Henry it was time

clung to Sheila, insisting she

call after Sheila, wanting to mention that Jessica would

soon. If Ines's agency signed her, he'd try to line up more opportunities for her. But the words stuck in his throat. Better to wait until everything was certain before saying anything-no need to raise expectations only to

Timothy picked up Henry's