"I know that look."
I looked up to see Saylor standing in my doorway. I was lying on my bed with Odie. She was now onto making me a sixth birthday card. I've loved them all, but she insists that she can do better every time she hands me one.
"What look?" I asked Saylor as I sat up.
"That... sad look," she replied, pointing a figure at my face.
"I'm not sad."
"Yeah, Mommy's not sad," Odie echoed me, rolling her eyes dramatically. "She was just smiling at her phone again."
My face instantly went red, but Odie didn't notice. She kept coloring, not a care in the world. Saylor smirked and raised a brow at me.
"I have noticed that Mommy smiles at her phone a lot these days," she said.
"She does," Odie agreed. "Mommy has a pretty smile."
"Thanks baby."
"But I see her look sad sometimes
