The next day, Munchkin could not help but step forward when he saw Delia. "Good morning, Aunt Delia."
Delia was taken aback for a moment before she smiled. "Good morning."
"You can call me Munchkin, Aunt."
I took in their interaction. Munchkin had never taken initiative with strangers, so I did not expect him to go forward to chat with Delia this time.
Stepping forward, I smiled. "I’m sorry, did Munchkin bother you?"
The woman shook her head, eyes filled with love. "No, Munchkin is a very cute and sensible boy. You must be very happy to have such a son by your side, Wanda.” When Delia turned to me, there seemed to be a hint of envy in the smile on her pretty face.
"Let's have dinner together tonight. Munchkin likes you a lot."
"Alright."
"Munchkin, let's not disturb Aunt anymore, okay?" I held up Munchkin's hand.
He looked a bit reluctant but also knew that Delia was working, so he did not refuse. "Okay."
I pulled him to the side. Then, I crouched down and looked at him. "Munchkin, I know Aunt Delia looks like your mommy. That’s why you like her so much, yes?"
Munchkin nodded. "Yeah, it’s like seeing Mommy. I want to know how I would feel if my mommy was still around."
I understood. I got what his words implied.
"Yes, I understand. I'm going to tell Aunt Delia about this tonight."
If I told Delia about this, then maybe she would treat Munchkin like how a loving mother would so that Munchkin could experience it.
Time passed by silently.
It was getting dark outside, and Caroline prepared a sumptuous dinner.
She said slowly after a long time, "So that's the case. No wonder Munchkin looked a little surprised when he saw me yesterday. I thought it was because I was a stranger. I didn't expect it to be because I look like his mother."
"Yeah, that's right." I did not know what Delia was thinking. I hoped she was not overthinking.
She looked at Munchkin with a smile on her lips. "If you don't mind, I can consider Munchkin as my godson. He can also call me ‘Mommy’."
"Really? Is it really possible?" Munchkin and I were surprised.
Before she could speak, Sissi, the assistant sitting next to her, said, "Delia, this isn’t appropriate. You’re a public figure."
"I’m just recognizing a godson. It's nothing. I've decided. Besides, Munchkin is so cute and handsome. To have such a son is rare."
"Delia, if it’ll affect your work, why not..."
"It won’t."
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