On the little printed booklet from kindergarten, Benjamin Leclair scribbled in wobbly pencil: Reflection letter. This morning, Benjamin was so sleepy, shui-ed without meaning to. Daddy got mad, Benjamin got scared. Next time, I won't gan.
Benjamin's big, dark eyes glanced toward his elder brother Nicholas, tugging at his pant leg quietly, and softly asked, "Where's Mommy?"
"Went to Pretty Auntie's house." Nicholas Carter glanced at Benjamin's reflection letter, cringing slightly, and tightened his grip on the Rubik's Cube in his arms.
Ignatius Leclair narrowed his almond-shaped eyes. Hearing the hushed whispers of the two little ones, he understood that Delphine had gone to the Squire Family. No wonder there were only two servants at home.
