CHAPTER 9 SON

MELISSA QUIZON

"Reid..." I continued to caress my son's back as he cried on my shoulder.

He could not accept that he had lost. Until we got here to the house he was still crying. As his mother, I can feel my son’s grief. We sat on the sofa and because I was carrying him, he landed on my lap.

I also don't know why Reid lost, but I can't tell him that the winner is really good, because I know he'll be more upset.

"I'm a loser!" He said between sobs.

"Look at me, baby," I said softly.

I wiped the tears from his eyes and cheeks. Then I gave him a soft kiss on the cheek. "It's okay to lose, at least you made someone happy because she won. And She should even be sad because you cried a lot."

He sniffed. "R-Really?"

I pinched the bridge of his nose. "Yes, baby. Come on. Mommy loves your music."

He hugged me again and buried his face on my neck. "I love you, mommy. I'll be better next time. I promise."

I nodded. I start hummin