When There Is Nothing Left But Love

“Do you want a Dad?” I asked her.

Surprisingly, Summer was more sensible than I expected. She shot back, “What about you?”

I smiled lightly. The darkness slowly descended over the city. On the way home, I gave her a bag of freshly baked chocolate buns.

The buns tasted delicious as we savored them, sitting on a stone bench in the yard.

Sometimes, I would dream of a young Macy running towards me with her arms full of mangoes.

We would slice the mangoes up and mix them with sugar. Our entire afternoon would be dedicated to doing only that.

I started sleeping better after Summer had gotten used to living in R Province. In fact, the sun was usually already high in the sky whenever I woke up.

There was a resort next to the R Province lake that was constructed about half a year ago. After finishing work at the restaurant, I headed over to the hotel to start my janitorial job.

The job was relatively easy. I only took up the job because it was near Summer’s school, so it was convenient for me to drop her off and pick her up.

It was late evening when I finished cleaning the hotel and changed into a set of new clothes, preparing to pick Summer up from school.

“Going to pick your daughter up?” Colin asked, leaning against a door frame.

his late thirties with a handsome face. I turned to look

head. “I intend to go together with

interviewed me when I first applied for a job here. Looking confused as he read over my

shrugged. “Besides, the salary of

of the job positions in the hotel had trial periods and promotion periods, with everyone sharing

different, and it had

two of us together. We

job as a manager, there were times when he couldn’t pick his son up from school and would occasionally ask me

premises in his car. The drive

There were also several senior citizens

sit down over there for a bit?” Colin pointed to an empty seat

fine! Five minutes isn’t that long.” Perhaps it was the postpartum side effects,

with an attractive salary package. The only downside is that you will have to make business trips. I can talk with the higher-ups and make some arrangements for

gets scared when she’s home alone.” I refused,

two paychecks—another one as a receptionist. After all, R Province is a small city. There wouldn’t be many business trips or reception. So, the company believes that they could get one

The offer did sound tempting. “How much is

thousand!” He paused briefly, then said, “You’re a graduate of a well-known university. Being a janitor is a waste of your talents.

wasn’t wrong. The expenses and cost of buying a house after

at her age. I was considering signing