The boy had easily seen through something that none of the adults had noticed.
On top of that, he even kept it to himself and played along so that no one would discover the truth about his father’s condition.
Only after everyone had left did he finally bring up his worries.
My poor boy, he must have suffered a lot.
“You silly boy.” Zachary put on a relaxed front despite the stabbing pain in his chest. With a smile, he said to Robbie, “Look at me. Aren’t I just fine? I can see your charming little face, and I can also see your light blue shirt and navy knitted vest. You look like a gentleman! What made you think there’s something wrong with my eyes?”
“Are you really okay?” Robbie waved a hand in front of his father’s face.
“I’m fine. Really.”
Suppressing his heartache, Zachary took Robbie’s hand and pulled the boy into an embrace.
“You’re only six years old, Robbie. You should be as carefree as Jamie and Ellie are, living your life without any worries. Leave the important matters to the adults.”
Robbie choked up. “I know that, but I just can’t stop myself from overthinking. Sometimes, I also feel that being too smart isn’t a good thing. It’s like I understand everything that’s happening, but there’s nothing I can do.”
Zachary held his son even more tightly. In truth, he used to feel the same way when he was young.
As a child, he saw through everything that happened between the adults around him.
Yet, he did not have the power to protect his loved ones.
It would have been better not knowing anything and simply growing up like every other naïve child.
Unfortunately, just like Robbie, the young Zachary could not stop worrying.
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