In Our Eyes

Chapter 6: 777-9311

'Daddy, are you allergic to me?'

'No, why would I be allergic to you?'

'I love you and because of that you are allergic to me. Is that why you are crying?'

'No, Wynter.'

'Mama is going to come to my party, right?'

'Yes, Mama is coming. Daddy promises.'

'Daddy?'

'Yes, Wynter?'

'Are you and mama going to be together again?'

'I don't know, baby.'

'I want my mommy back. I want you and mommy to be together, so I can see her everyday.'

'Daddy does too. Daddy wants Mama to play with you more. Daddy wanted Mama to stay forever, but you can't have it all. They say sometimes too much of a good thing is a bad thing. It is best that Mama and I live like this for awhile. Mama still loves you.'

'Daddy?'

'Yes, Wynter?'

'Daddy, do you ever miss Mama?'

'Every single day.'

'And daddy, do you still love Mama?'

'I love your mother more than Kraft Macaroni and Cheese.'

'Wow, that is a lot of love!'

'Yes, Wynter. It is.'

'Daddy?'

'Yes, Wynter?'

'I think the lady at the park is pretty. Do you think she is?'

'I guess, why?'

'She told me that I had to wait until we were all alone to give you a present. '

'Who told you that, Wynter?'

'The lady at the park. She wanted me to give you this.'
Wynter fumbled the pocket of her denim overalls to find the 'gift'. Once she fiddled with her pockets, she found a white piece of paper that appeared to be crumbled in a ball. Prince took the piece of paper and unraveled it.

The piece of paper held a group of numbers inside of the ball. As Prince peered closer, he also noticed the writing beneath the numbers '777-9311, Call me. Sheena is the name.'

Prince's eyes immediately lit up at such a familiar name. 'Sheena' he whispered. The name drizzled from his lips like syrup on a hot cake.