ENDLESS

"Horrible Father."

November 4. 7 days before Harry goes back on tour.

"Ava!" I coo as I pour water into her bowl on the floor. She looks at me with her head cocked sideways before scurrying off.

"Harry, Ava wont eat." I whined as he entered the kitchen.

"Ava!" Harry called followed by his whistling. She scurried back into the kitchen and began drinkimg her water and eating the hotdogs I cut up for her.

"Problem solved." he smiled and I rolled my eyes.

"What do you want for dinner?" I asked going into the freezer.

"How about we double team it. I'll make the chicken tenders and you make the macaroni and cheese." he says taking the chicken tenders from my hands.

"Okay. Can you get the box of macaroni from up there I cant reach it." I gave him my best puppy dog face and he smiled before getting the box and placing it in my hands.

After messing around in the kitchen and eventually getting dinner prepared, Harry andi begin to make plates for the three of us.

"Jr! Dinner!" I yelled through the house. Seconds after I place his plate on the table, I heard the padding of bare feet across the hardwood getting louder and louder.

"Mac and CHEESE!!!!" did I ever mention the child loves cheese? No? Well he does.

I help him up to his chair and he picks up his fork to dig in.

"Wait! Did you pray?!" I scold him as my mother would do me.

He huffs and places his fork back onto the napkin and folds his hands together.

"Dear God,

Thank you for the food I have and my mommy and daddy and all my family and friends. Remember the people who have lesser.

Amen." I smile in satisfaction as he begins to eat his food.

"He likes cheese?" Harry asks and I nod frantically. "Good kid." he says and I laugh.

Harry and I sit down and eat as well.

I smack Harry's leg under the table and he looks at me puzzled. I drop my fork under the table and Harry and I both reach for it. I grab his wrist once both o our heads are under the table.

"We need to tell him." I whisper harshly.

"I know. I'm gonna do it." he promises.

"Do it now. You leave next week."

"Fine." he huffs and I kiss his cheek. He rolls his eyes and sits back in his chair.

"Cookie, me and daddy have something to tell you." I look at Harry and take his hand, nodding for him to finish my thought.

Harry looks away and I huff before looking back at Jr and continuing.

"Honey, Daddy has to go away for a while." I tell him and his eyes widen.

"What do you mean?" he asks, paranoia floating around behind his green orbs.

"Well, remember a while back whe. we didn't see daddy for a while?" I ask and he nods. "It gonna be kinda like that but shorter." I tell him softly.

"Where you going daddy? " he asks and I squeeze Harry's hand to give reassurance.

"Me and your uncles are going to finish our tour. We'll be back before you know it." he promises and gives him a sympathetic smile.

"How long?" he asks as tears flood his eyes. I want to cry now.

"3 months." Harry admits, his head hangs low as tears stream down the small child's face.