Under the Blue Moon
I realised this must be a big deal for him, talking to my mother like this.
“Like the emotion wrath or,” my mother paused, seeming a bit confused. Now I understood why Rem’s friend gave him the nickname Rem.
Sighing softly, Rem said, “it is Irish. My family came from Ireland way back when. So no W in the name at all. I forget what it translates to, but that’s not important.”
“Ah! Then, Rath? It’s cute,” my mother mused happily. She was never one to let corrections get to her, and she was almost always cheerful. Sort of where I get my own cheerfulness from, I did not doubt.
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