Boondocks Caesar Novels & Stories

But before I could, a small voice broke through the silence. “Mom?” I turned to see Caesar blinking up at me, his tiny hands reaching for my face. He swiped a finger across my cheek, his brows pulling together in concern. “Are you crying? What happened? Did you get eaten by ants?” That made me smile, even though it shouldn’t have. Even though I still felt like breaking apart. I shook my head, brushing his soft hair away from his forehead. “No, sweetheart. Just a small bite.” Caesar’s face twisted in concentration, like he was coming up with a solution. Then, with the seriousness of a doctor delivering a diagnosis, he said, “If I was a doctor, I’d kiss your boo-boos away.”