Love is Second

2. Norra Bailee Ansell's.

How Allen was not surprised, because the face of the girl who was with her son now looks very similar to the face of the late wife when she was twenty years old. Their eyes even look exactly the same.

Seeing Allen staring at him, Norra rebuked. "Mr West," call him as polite as possible.

Allen was shocked. "Ahh, sorry!" The man then sat down in front of Willy. "Sorry, Papa's late. You didn't wait too long, did you?" ask her to the son in a soft tone.

Willy shook his head. "No problem. I've been waiting for Papa for dozens of days, so waiting just a little while is definitely not a problem for me."

Allen suddenly stared at Willy's words. He knew very well the meaning of the words of his only son was not only about his arrival a little late.

A warm decapitation was immediately given to Allen to Willy for a while. Allen clearly felt very guilty. Inwardly he promised never to ignore Willy again.

In addition, Allen also felt embarrassed by Willy's attitude that was much more understanding than him. It should not be Willy who understands the circumstances of the father, but vice versa.

Norra smiled sweetly at the moment of beautiful togetherness. From the look on Allen's face, the man must be facing the same crisis as his son, Willy.

"Thank you for accompanying Willy, Miss ...."

"Norra's. Just call me Norra, Mr. West," Norra said. The 24-year-old girl had memorized some of her students' family identities, especially Willy, the student who had most of her attention on the first day of teaching.

"Thank you very much, Norra. Then just call me Allen," Allen said later.

Norra smiled and nodded. He waved his hand as the two of them got into the car. Norra just went to his motorbike parked in front of the security guard post, after Allen's car left the place.

In the car, Allen asked Willy about his daily life at school. Not to forget he also asked Norra who turned out to be the new teacher of the child.

"He's a good teacher, Pa," Willy said. "His face is at first glance like Mama's," continued the little man while staring at the street nanar outside the car window.

Allen fell silent. Since Winstley left, Willy has often opened a photo album of his late wife. Bitsy, Willy's nanny, even said that the son often brought one of his mother's sleep.

Allen gently stroked Willy's head, before then refocused his gaze on the streets.

Arriving at Willy's house immediately went down and went up into the room with Bitsy. Allen changed clothes in his room.

Although Winstley had left three months ago, Allen still left their room in the same condition. All Winstley's clothes remained neatly lined up in the closet. The perfume still Allen could smell.

He missed Winstley.

...**********...

Norra arrived home not half an hour later, as the distance from her school and home was not too far away.

The mother, Rose, welcomed her daughter. The middle-aged woman looked tired carrying a basin full of cookie dough.

"Let me help you, Mom!" Norra swiftly brought the dough to the kitchen table. Once again he admonished the mother not to work too hard.

"It's okay, son. Your body will feel very sick if you don't do something. How was your first day teaching?" ask Rose kindly.

"Interesting, Mom. All my students are funny. However, there is one child who is not in good condition" replied Norra.

Rose frowned. "Less good how?" ask the middle-aged woman.

Rose looked at her daughter worriedly. "The boy reminds you of Mom. You used to do that after your father left."

Norra surprised. He just remembered those memories.

A single smile was imprinted on Rose's old face. "Because you've experienced the same thing, you should have made it easier to approach your student. I hope you can always keep going through those tough times."

Norra returned the mother's smile and hugged her tightly. "Surely, ma'am," the girl replied.

After their little chat, Norra rushed off to take a bath and changed clothes to help her open her cake shop.

The cake shop that the Norra family owned was not a big cake shop. The place is just a patch and is located right next to the house. In the past, when the mother was still fresh fit, their cake shop would open every morning until night. But now, Rose opens her shop from noon, sometimes even late afternoon.

How else, the situation of the woman is not as it used to be. Coronary heart disease, which makes Rose have to be a lot of caution in the activity. Luckily, she has a very devoted daughter. Ever since her husband died, Norra has never tirelessly helped Rose make money working part time.

Almost all the work Norra had done, from the smooth to the rough like a hauler in a factory.

Understandably, her husband's job was only security at a bank. He has no insurance or benefits. So, inevitably they have to work hard to meet the needs of life, because the only legacy of the husband is only this small house and shop.

"Eat first, son!" tell Rose to Norra who just came out of her room. While the woman was busy putting cookie dough into the grill.

Norra. After a new meal he took over the task of the mother baking and arranging cookies into the storefront.

Some of their regular customers arrived. Although their store is fairly small and does not have a name sign, but is quite famous in the region where it lives.

It was the customer who gave the name to their cake shop, that is, 'the Norra cake shop'.

...**********...

On her second day of work, Norra got even more excited. The girl's face even looks very bright when she finds Willy's arrival.

"Morning, Willy," said Norra kindly.

"Forward, Miss Norra." Although the sadness was still evident on the little boy's face, Norra could feel a little spirit in Willy.

The girl turned to the car park and found Allen staring at them.

Norra nodded her head to greet the man.

Allen nodded back at Norra. The man remained there until Norra and Willy disappeared into the school building.

"It looks like today was a good day, Will," Norra said, holding Willy.

Willy nodded happily. "Uncle Bob is no longer in charge of driving me, Miss. There's Papa who's gonna pick you up from now on."

Norra smiled broadly. "That's great. I'm so happy."

"Thank you" said Willy. The two remained hand in hand until they arrived at the classroom.