Is Your Husband Asleep?

In the small house, the boy was savoring a plate of spaghetti, devouring it as though it was a rare delicacy. His cleanly washed face was soft, tender, and adorable. He squatted at the wall, holding the plate and eating. At the same time, his eyes, dark and gleaming, watched William feeding Valentina. "When did you marry your wife?" he asked like a little adult. William glanced at Valentina before replying, "We're not married yet." "Is she pregnant then?" Again, William looked at Valentina. He met her not-so-kind gaze and dared not utter any nonsense. "No, she's not." The boy was barraged with questions again, "When will you get married? When will you have kids? Are you having a boy or girl, and will your daughter be as pretty as your wife?" These were questions to which William had no answers. "Such a young age and you're interested in marriage and having kids. Don't you have other ambitions?" Valentina commented. The boy slightly rose, stretching his numb thin legs. Despite the winte