"Good morning, Mother," Violet spoke as she descended the stairs that led to the second floor.
Anna, who was making lunch, looked towards the stairs:
"Oh, Violet. You woke up?"
"Yes, Mother."
She wore a gentle smile when she heard what Violet said, pondering about what it would have been like to have a daughter.
"Where is my son?" She asked.
"He's still sleeping," Violet spoke in a neutral tone.
"Hmm..." Anna looked at Violet for a few seconds while she seemed to be thinking about something, "Well, he'll wake up soon, he's always been a sleeper."
"I remember I had to wake him up several times to go to school." She spoke with a gentle smile, reminiscing about a nostalgic past.
'He was so little… Now he's a big man.' She laughed amusingly.
Violet flashed a small smile, she could tell that the woman noticed her little lie, but she didn't say anything because she had no need, as Anna herself said in the past, "Victor is an adult."
