I was framed as a murderer and tortured to death. I wasn't responding, so Ruby approached me worriedly, "What's wrong, Honey? Are you too busy?" Her tone was soft as if she were afraid of troubling me.
When I looked at her gentle expression, my heart sank. In my past life, I had been buried in work. My wife and mother-in-law had always been the ones to take our son to and from school. So why did something so terrible happen on the day they asked me to take him? Was it really just a coincidence?
After a moment of hesitation, I looked at Ruby and thoughtfully said, "I think our son looks a little unwell today. Maybe he should stay home instead?"
Ruby glanced at our son, then nodded. "Alright, we'll do as you say."
"Just remember to call the teacher and let her know," I added.
Alice smiled and said, "Then I'll leave little Ronan in your care today."