A CHILD'S PLEA

"Daddy pleeeze!!!!"

"Stay here! Mummy needs you ... we both do. I can't look after her by myself... m'only ten years old!"

An almost new Mercedes sat parked, it's motor running.
He gazed sadly at his son. Seeing such heartbreak etched across those boyish features, Michael hesitated, then killed the engine.

Peter scampered forward, joy secreting every pore. "Never ever leave... Promise me! "

"Scout's honor," lifting him effortlessly. "Come on inside - Hopefully for keeps this time."

Without thinking, Samantha rushed outside, crying, unashamedly smothering each of them with kisses, "Forgiven??"

"Just one last chance," a young voice admonished, amidst tearful laughter.