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And on that joyful note, she began to cook her dinner.
Today, her children did not stay up late. They went to their rooms on time. During this time, Martha managed to have dinner and take a hot bath.
After that, she decided that now she would also go to bed. Her energy reserve for today was almost exhausted. However, this time she supposed she still had time check upon her children’s bedrooms before going to bed herself. To begin with, she decided to see her daughter. She slowly opened the door and saw that Greta was already sound asleep in her bed. After that, she headed to her son’s room to check if he was sleeping. Opening the door, she saw Mark lying on his bed. She stood for a while near the door and was about to leave the room. At that moment, her son turned to her and raised his head.
«I’m still awake,» he said in a low voice.
«Haven’t you fallen asleep yet, son?»
«No, Mom. I can’t sleep.»
«You’ve got something on your mind again?»
«Yes, Mom. You’re right,» he admitted to her.
«Let go of all your thoughts and relax, son. Don’t think about anything and you’ll soon fall asleep,» she advised him.
«I am trying but it doesn’t work, Mom. There are questions that still bother me.»
«What kind of questions, my dear?»
«I have already asked you several times. But never received an answer to them,» he said with anguish in his voice.
«You see, sweetheart, there are things that I cannot tell you yet,» she admitted honestly.
«I know, Mom. But you should try to understand me too.»
«What is it that stops you from falling asleep right now?»
«I asked you this question a couple of days ago.»
«About your Dad?»
«Yes.»
«Oh, Mark. It’s not that simple,» she said and sighed heavily.
«See! You never answered this question for me!» he stated.
«It’s all very difficult, darling,» she sighed again. «I think I’ll talk to you and Greta about it a little later.»
«Later? And when is it going to be?»
«When you grow up.»
«But I’ve grown up already! I’m already twelve years old! I’m not a kid anymore, Mom.»
«Quiet, my son, don’t speak so loudly or you’ll wake up your sister,» she said, and fell silent for a while. «I will definitely tell you everything, but not today. Deal?»
«Deal.»
«Don’t be angry with me, please. Maybe after Christmas I’ll tell you the whole truth about your father.»
«Do you promise?»
«I do.»
«So, you’ll tell us everything after Christmas?»
«Yes, after Christmas I will tell you everything. Now close your eyes and don’t think about anything.»
«Okay, Mom.»
«Good night, sweetie.»
«Good night, Mom.»
In parting, Martha patted her son on the head and kissed him on the forehead. It’s true, they are already quite adults.
Mark will turn thirteen next year. And Greta was quite smart and developed beyond her years. It would be impossible to hide the truth from them all the time.
Besides, it’s just pointless. After all, children had the right to know the whole truth about their father. In any case, she had already given her word to her son and was not going to break it.
CHAPTER 4
ANOTHER CHALLENGE
Morning came. Martha had woken up before the alarm went off. That night she slept well and upon waking up began to collect her thoughts.
Like yesterday today she had to do everything on time: wake up her children, make coffee and breakfast for them, take them to school.
She began to recollect how the previous day had gone. She recalled how she went to the clinic after work and went through all the necessary checks there.
She remembered that the day before doctor had reminded her that the results of all her tests and checks would be ready three days later. And to get all the results ready, she will need to contact her family doctor. And since today was Wednesday, then already on Friday she could easily plan her visit to the clinic. She also recalled her promise which she had made last night to her son before going to bed. She always kept her word in this life to any person. And if she gave her word, she must kept it no matter what the cost. The house was still very quiet and the children, apparently, were still sound asleep in their beds.
