When There Is Nothing Left But Love

“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.

cast a serious look at both of us. With

I…

did as he said. “Uncle John!”

He exclaimed ecstatically, “Did you hear that, Scarlett? She called me

him. He’s just like me, lonely on the inside and always

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

At the same time, he also had

fixated on Summer for

Something’s not right.

home, Summer went to pluck some fruits. I asked, “Is there anything bothering

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

my eyes. “Well, since it’s your child, there’s no reason for you to abandon it. John, don’t disappoint the person who holds you in her

and shocked, he clarified, “I didn’t

child would be as adorable

and sat down on

head with both his

next to him and shared my two cents. “Regardless of the situation, if that’s your child, you can’t leave it alone nor cut off ties with

up from his seat. Looking slightly dazed, he left me a sentence before leaving the yard. “I’m heading back to K

smile. People will always be healed, whether through an eventful life or the

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

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