In Love, Never Say Never

“Shall I take you home?” he asked.

I squinted my eyes at him. “Going to see Summer?”

He was surprised. “May I?”

“Why not? You’re her uncle.”

He beamed with joy but tried to suppress it.

We went to pick Summer up from her school.

She had not seen John even once during the four years here in R Province. However, she was not too shocked to see him as we had been having many visitors recently.

Summer and I took the back seat. She turned her head to and fro to look at John and I. “Mommy, is Mr. Stovall your friend?”

I nodded. “Summer, he’s your Uncle John.”

“Uncle?” she gasped.

John thought she was calling him and he immediately turned around gleefully.

“Watch out!” I yelled upon seeing the cars coming our way.

Luckily, his quick reflexes in maneuvering the steering wheel prevented a car crash.

at both of us. With anticipation, he asked, “Summer, call

I…

as he said. “Uncle John!” she addressed

smug settled upon his face. He exclaimed ecstatically, “Did you hear that, Scarlett? She called me ‘Uncle

me, lonely on the inside and always

made John feel joyful. It gave him the warmth that he

time, he also had a complicated feeling

he sent us home, I noticed that his gaze was fixated on Summer for a very long time. He looked like he

Something’s not right.

to pluck some fruits.

senses. “Scarlett, what would you do if you’re pregnant but the father of the child wants you to abort the

“Well, since it’s your child, there’s no reason for you to abandon it. John,

rather embarrassed and shocked, he clarified, “I didn’t

Summer, you’re imagining if the child would be as adorable as Summer, given the chance to be born into this world. Am I

on the rattan chair in sizzling

head with both his hands,

to him and shared my two cents. “Regardless of the situation, if that’s your child, you can’t leave

slightly dazed, he left me a sentence before leaving the yard. “I’m heading back to K City. I’ll come see

help but smile. People will always be healed, whether through an eventful

carrying a watermelon with all her might. She scanned around for John.

her and put it aside. “He’s left.” I sighed. “Summer, the fruit will rot if we don’t finish it