Today is mother's day.

You were waiting for your kids to return home, and there they are. They brought a drawing with them, a drawing of you with your kids beside you. "Happy mothers day, mommy!" They smiled brightly.

You smiled back and hugged them, their reaction was pleased so they go to their room and go to sleep.

For a brief second, you heard a knock on the door, you opened it, and saw Scaramouche, your husband whom you never told your kids before.

"Happy mothers day, darling.." He hands out a bouquet of flowers for you.