#Chapter 56: Bleeding Fairytale

I did not have time for this. I took the paper from my son’s hand and shredded it into a million pieces, watching it float to the ground. “No littering, mommy!” Theo reprimanded, echoing one of my lessons to him. “Who gave this to you, Theo?” I asked in a voice that suggested the seriousness of the situation, but in a way that wouldn’t scare him. He looked at the sky to contemplate for a second. “Uhh,” he said, shifting back and forth on his feet. “A worker?” “A servant?” I questioned, raising my eyebrows. “A man with a necktie?” “Yes!” he answered, proud of himself for remembering. “A man with a necktie. A servant.” He sounded out the word slowly. Aldrich and I always had the worst timing. I took his hand and brought him back inside, feeling like the weight that was lifted from my shoulders was back on. Now I had two stresses to worry about. My brain instantly scrambled over what I should do. I cou