Sweet Subterfuge

Larissa did not remember how long it had been since she last heard Aster’s voice. She kept thinking about it, to the point that int that she was

close to hallucinating. She could frequently hear Aster calling her “Mommy,” repeatedly in happiness, joy, depression, sadness – But she knew all too well that those were merely hallucinations.

However, it was different this time.

“Are you working? Aster’s voice held some confusion and tentativeness in it

Larissa stared at Kevan’s phone so hard that her vision actually blurred out, though she did not know if the staring was what caused it to happen.

“Yeah.” Kevan peeked at Larissa out of the comer of his eye, his tone gentle as it always was whenever he was chatting with Aster.

“Aw” Aster drew out the word with disappointment. “I call later then””

He video-called Kevan at this time almost every day, so naturally, he thought that Kevan was free right now,

and took the initiative in

tone pitched upward, the pride obvious in

a great deal, Cocking an eyebrow slightly, he

found a hurt little bird! its wing was broken, and it was so pitiful. It could not even fly anymore! I brought it to the infirmary and got Dr. Mora to wrap its injuries. I even

phone vibrated, surely having received the

was itching. She did her best to stretch her neck to look, but because she was too far away, she could only see

you see

the pictures Aster sent and did not look

it nice?” Aster’s voice held

wonderfully soft

Aster giggled again,

just a tad jealous. But at the same

she

with Aster for long. About half an hour later, he found an excuse to hang up. Turning back,