Red Marks

Ceres's heart skipped a beat. She seemed to have forgotten the red marks on her face. Swedum was aware that Ceres was somewhat different from the beginning, but he didn't ask until now as he just wanted to be with his mommy. He finally asked the question just now. "Mommy, the red marks on your face are ugly. Can you wash them? They are not pretty. You're the most beautiful mommy in the world!" Children were always brutally honest. Ceres felt her heart ached. The marks were probably here to stay. "Swedum, Mommy is injured. It will take some time before I recover." Ceres did not want to tell him the truth now. That would be too cruel. "Oh, I see. Does it hurt?" Swedum gently touched the marks on her face. "It doesn't hurt anymore. Go to sleep, Swedum." Ceres shook her head. "I will, Mommy. Love you. Good night." Swedum gave Ceres a big kiss. "Good night. Mommy loves you, too." Ceres smiled. Swedum quickly fell asleep, hugging his mommy's arm. Ceres touched the boy's face, unable to fall