ELIANA.

"Elijah" I brought my eyes to rest upon my son from across the dining table. "Pass the salt please" I gestured. I realized he had barely eaten his food when Nana was already done with hers.

He got up, taking the salt bottle in his hands before walking up to me. I did hold him back for a second. "Is everything okay?" I asked, looking between him and his Nana.

"Someone has a long face and a short appetite" I teased, tickling him a little in his sides and he let out a ...