“Good morning, Yael,” Jackson greeted. Yael rubbed his eyes. “Good morning, Uncle Jackson. Where’s mommy?”“She’s cooking our food. How’s your sleep?” Jackson asked.“My sleep was okay. Do you know, uncle, I dreamed about daddy,” Yael said with a smile.Jackson plastered a fake smile. “Really? What kind of dream is that, Yael?” he said.“He hugged me and then said, we will meet soon. Uncle, is that possible? My father is already dead, right? How are we going to meet?” Yael asked with a frown.Jackson cleared his throat. He didn’t know how to answer Yael’s question. “Ah, Yael, aren’t you hungry yet? I bought bread at a bakery earlier. Maybe your mommy has already finished cooking breakfast,” Jackson said. He needed to divert the conversation and see what else he could say to the boy.“My pets haven’t disappeared from my stomach yet,” replied Yael jokingly.“Oh, you! You’re also a Joker, huh,” Jackson said with a laugh.“By the way Uncle, did you sleep here or you’re just courting momm
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