âSeems like Iâm just in time.
The pumpkin pies are still warm,â he said to his boss with a smile.
But just then, he saw the paper planes Mark had been making and he pursed his lips.
Mark neatly arranged the paper planes and smiled at him, âOkay then.
Iâll have some of your pumpkin pies.
â
But Mark only actually took a Little bite.
It was not more than a spoonful.
After putting it in his mouth, he put down the spoon because he felt sick.
He narrowed his eyes and looked outside.
âI really want to go back home and have a family reunion,â he said wistfully.
âOf course you will,â Peter cheerfully assured him.
But he could see that Mark was somehow uncomfortable.
But before he could ask him about it, Markâs phone rang.
It was a call from Waylen.
By now, it was around 4 a.
m.
in Duefron.
âs BunnyBookery
Mark was somehow a little upset when he looked at the caller ID.
For a long time, he didnât say or do anything.
âAnswer it.
Maybe Edwin misses you,â Peter urged in a low voice.
Mark broke into a smile.
âThat silly boy,â he chuckled.
Since it might concern Edwin, he decided to answer the phone.
It was an international call, so the signal was a little bad.
Waylenâs voice sounded a little tired.
But Mark heard him when he said, âCecilia gave birth to a girl.
Her name is Olivia.
Olivia Evans.
â
Cecilia had given birth to a girl that had been named Olivia?
The hand in which Mark held the phone trembled so violently that he couldnât say anything for some time.
After a brief silence, Waylen said, âMark, Edwin misses you so much.
â
Mark closed his eyes.
But Waylen continued, âRena will take a flight to come see you next week.
Iâll ask her to take photos of the baby along.
â