Drawing her son closer, she tamed the bitterness within, assuring him, “As time stretches its arms, you'll get to see Daddy."

Melon's fervent nod bore the imprint of his devotion, his voice a steadfast declaration.

“Daddy is a great hero. I'll wait, Mommy.”

The scene caught Sonia's eye. A quick flutter of her hand erased the tear that dared to drip down her cheek, and her voice cut through the moment.

"Oh, look over there, desserts! There has to be something for young Melon."