Polly Sutton knew her son was smart, but she hadn't expected him to notice even this kind of thing.
"Perhaps it's dangerous, but for your dad, it's not the most dangerous." Polly Sutton held little Benny, gently patting him. For Victor Parker, what was difficult about this situation was the emotional aspect.
Little Benny didn't quite understand but didn't say anything more, gradually falling asleep in Polly Sutton's arms.
The next day, Polly Sutton took them back to school, and Victor Parker left too.
The teacher's wife seemed a bit surprised to see them return, "Why did you come back now?"
Polly Sutton sent little Benny to put his things away, as he still needed to attend school, "Victor Parker had some matters these past few days, so we came back first."
The teacher's wife paused, "So the rumors are true?"
"What rumors?" Polly Sutton asked while sipping her water.
