Veronica returned home, exhausted, tired... she checked the mailbox and took out several letters - huge receipts for utility bills and rent... Veronica took off her shoes in the hallway, threw the papers on the table and collapsed on the bed... she was tired, exhausted... then her five-year-old son ran into the room and smiled Boy: "Mom! You're back! I missed you! Give me a ride!" Veronica smiled softly in response... she loved her son and would do anything just to see him smile... and so she got off the bed and got on all fours on the floor Veronica: "Of course, 'master'~ hop on your horse..." The boy joyfully mounted Veronica, grabbed her by the hair, and spurred her on with his tiny heels... Soon Veronica was crawling around the apartment, pulling her "little rider" onto her... and she loved it. She was soothed by the feeling that she was bringing joy to her silly little son