Tessa
“Mom, I am surprised. You are coming to the carnival with us.” Lucas looked at me, who was sitting on the passenger’s seat while I was driving the car through the green valleys.
Kelly and Lena were busy talking to each other on the backseat.
“I just want to have a little break from work and take you, Lena and Kelly for a trip to the countryside. Your coach has recommended the festival. I think it’d be a great fun.” I answered my son’s query.
“I am happy that you want to enjoy for a day.” He spoke, it was quiet but I heard him anyway.
A smile stretched on my lips. Lucas was just like his father. He cared about me and Lena but the bond I shared with Lucas was deeper. We understood each other.
“Mamma, I will ride on the ferries wheel.” Lena exclaimed from behind.
“Sorry, baby but you’re too young for that but you can enjoy other rides.” I passed her an apologetic smile but she scowled.
“I am a big girl now. Please, Mamma.” She made a puppy face.
Sometimes, she acted very stubborn but I couldn’t blame her because we all loved and pampered her very much.
“Lena, it’s not good for you.” Lucas said to his sister, “You will feel sick on the wheel. I am also not going to ride on the ferries wheel but do other adventures.”
Surprisingly, she listened to her brother.
I silently drove through the meadows until we reached at our host’s farmhouse. The air was so refreshing, the area was quiet, scarcely crowdy. All I could see as far as my gaze allowed, there were only farms.
“Welcome to Connor’s Farm.” Eliot, who was standing outside the wooden fenced house, greeted us with a wide smile.
“Uncle Eliot! Please, take me to the carnival.” Lena ran to him.
Eliot crouched down to her level and put a straw hat on her head.
“First, you need to protect your head from the sun and wind.” He adjusted the hat on her head and she giggled.
“Please, come inside, everyone. My auntie is super busy since morning to prepare a countryside lunch for you all since it is the first time you are visiting our farmhouse.” Eliot asked us to come inside.
Kelly held the kids’ hands and went inside first while I stayed behind to grab my handbag and Lena’s stuffs from the car’s backseat. When I turned around, I found Eliot still standing there.
“I could find my way inside.” I said.
“It’s your first time visit to my home. I don’t want to be a rude host, Ms. Vance.” He responded quickly.
I ignored his comment and walked inside. I liked the house. It gave me the feeling of a rural life. Although, the house was equipped with modern facilities. The house was filled with the smell of delicious food.
“Tessa, my dear, come and enjoy some freshly squeezed plum juice.” Alice called me.
“Thanks, Alice but I’d prefer a glass of water first because I am not very used to drive through higher altitudes. I feel a bit dizzy.” I said.
I sat down and looked at my kids. They were relishing the snacks like some starved rabbits. They had their breakfast before leaving.
“Auntie, I gave fodder to the cows and also checked on the roosters. We’re good to go and enjoy our evening.” Eliot walked into the house.
“When are we going, Mr. Connor?” Lucas asked him.
“As soon as we’re done with the lunch. The real fun of the carnival is always in the evening.” Eliot replied to my son.
“But I want to go now.” Lena pouted.
“Lucas, stay close to Lena. You know she disappears if we blink our eyes.” I told my son.
“Don’t worry, Mom. You can stroll around on your own pace.” Lucas assured me.
“Lucas, Lena, I’ll show you the horses first.” Eliot said.
He led us to his animal farm. I was quietly enjoying the view while the kids were busy experiencing totally new world.
“Can I ask you a question if you don’t mind?” Eliot broke the silence between us.
“If it’s offensive, I would mind.”
He shook his head, “I know but still I am curious, only curious.”
“Okay, you can ask me.” I gave him permission.
“Lucas is almost nine years old but you look very young to be his mother. Did you have him in a very young age?” He asked.
Honestly, I thought he’d express himself but his question was unexpected.
“He’ my nephew. I was married to his father.” I told him briefly because I wanted to keep my past a secret from all the new people.
I saw clouds of curiosity in his eyes and I knew what would be his next question.
“Can we not discuss my private life, please?” I requested him.
“Sure, I don’t want to pry in your private life.” He nodded his head and I sighed in relief.

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