Beyond Control

Valerie walked over to her son, saw the leftover spaghetti on his plate, and touched his head, "Sweetie, would you like to eat a little more?"

How could she not know that her son was a little jealous for fear that others would take away her love?

But how could she? He was her only source of strength, and she could give up anyone but not him.

Rowan lifted his head, his eyes somewhat reproachful, an