Sweet Subterfuge

After dinner, Violet showed no intention of leaving. Larissa, who needed to rest and recover, went to bed promptly at 8.30 pm every night as Kevan wouldn’t allow her to stay up even for a minute longer.

Once Larissa was asleep. Violet turned off the TV, patted the empty space beside her, and beckoned Kevan to come over.

“Come and sit here. I want to talk to you.”

Kevan sat down with a puzzled expression. His mother’s serious expression made him feel a bit uneasy.

“What is it?”

“When do you and Larissa plan to have children? Violetasked without beating around the bush.

prepared at all hence he was stunned into silence.

answered, “We don’t want

before bringing it up. By that time, even if they weren’t happy about it they wouldn’t

to her, but he also didn’t want his mother to have any objections toward Larissa

want children,” he said, taking all the responsibility upon

shock, “Do you know

know.“Kevan replied, calm despite his mother’s agitation. “I don’t like children. They’re

children were troublesome and noisy, and gave him a headache! But he wasn’t as extreme as you. He just discussed it with me, saying that we should wait a little longer to have children. I pretended to agree, but later I used a needle to poke holes in all the condoms

cried, he would pick you up and soothe you. He had much more patience with you than I did! At that time, besides breastfeeding, he did everything–changing diapers. bathing you putting you to sleep.

Kevan’s first time hearing about the secret of

“You can discuss it with Larissa and start by raising a