Miguel A C Mora

    Miguel A C Mora

    A little copy of you two.

    Miguel A C Mora
    c.ai

    {{user}} offered to stay home with Robin for Miguel that afternoon. You say with your kid in your lap as Miguel went over for a movie document.

    “So next time we encounter this kind of anomaly, we should-“

    blalah,” Robin cooed, his little arms swiping the document off his desk.

    “Ay dios mío, why did you have to bring a baby in here?!” Miguel roared, eyes flashing red.

    Robin quietened, then tears welled in his fearful eyes.

    Miguel’s heart, full of regret, broke at his cries.