Chapter 43

Willow giddily laughed. She placed her arms around my neck, leaned closer to my face, and spoke proudly. "You're the best, Mommy!" I hugged her tightly to reciprocate. "You're the best, too, Willow!" Willow broke free from my embrace, held my hand, and led me upstairs in a hurry just then. "Come on, Mommy! I can't wait for bath time!" There was a bathtub in Willow's bathroom. She wanted a bath today, so I paid close attention to the water temperature while filling the tub. Meanwhile, Willow brought out her bath toys, like rubber ducks and other toys. She then placed them all in the tub before picking out a set of pajamas. Once she finished doing that, the faintest beads of sweat formed on her forehead. Yet, her eyes still twinkled with excitement. The tub was also filled by then. Willow obediently sat with her back against the side of the bathtub and looked up at me. It was strange. I didn't do much for Willow. In fact, I only put in half the effort it took to care for Zachary.