Norris Moore smiled, "Yes. Does Gogo not want to live with mommy?"
"I do!" Gogo jumped from the bed into Norris Moore's arms, wrapping her arms around Norris Moore's neck, "It would be nice if mommy could live with Gogo in the future."
Childish words made Norris Moore pause gently.
"Uncle Shaw hasn't taken Gogo to see mommy for a long time." Gogo, clinging to Norris Moore's neck, complained in a low voice, "Every week, Brother Elias will take Gogo to wait on the street for Uncle Shaw to pick Gogo up, but Uncle Shaw never shows up. Mommy, did Gogo do something wrong, does mommy not want to see Gogo anymore?"
Norris Moore silently hugged Gogo's tiny body tighter, then shook her head: "No, Gogo is so good, she wouldn't not want to see Gogo. It's getting late, Gogo has school tomorrow, Gogo should go to sleep early."
Gogo lay in the blankets, revealing a small face resembling Aldana Candi, "Mommy, do you think Uncle Shaw will come to pick up Gogo this week?"
