Tobi was playing with toys in his room, a very beautiful room that his grandpa made for him. He had been enjoying himself these days in his grandpa's house, but then something crept into his small heart. It was about his mother—he had not seen her for days. He missed her. He wanted to talk to her, see her, and hug her, but only if that was possible because of their distance.
"I want to see my mummy," Tobi said, dropping his Peppa Pig doll to the ground, making it roll several times on the carpet before it finally landed stable on the ground.
Mr. Stewart Dare, who was just rolling on the shelves to look for some old children's books for Tobi to read, turned to his grandson who was suddenly asking about his mother.
He wondered in his heart if he wasn't fun anymore, if he had lost the guinness in him, and that Tobi might have gotten bored.
His hand, trying to remove the book from the shelf, stopped the action and he turned to Tobi.
He asked,
