Author’s POVHarvey sat at the center of the living room, papers scattered around, colouring pencils, crayons and a drawing book. He finished a new drawing, bringing it closer to his face for examination.He sighed, letting the paper go. It dropped to the ground before him and he stared at it with a pout of his lips. “Harvey,” Sam called softly as she approached him.She took a sit beside him, legs crossed. She picked up his finished drawing, nodding. “You did good, Harvey,” she said with a smile but Harvey didn’t return it.She noticed his mood and placed the paper aside, scooting closer to him. “What’s wrong? Want snacks?”Harvey usually lit up at the mention of snacks. “Want some chips?” she added.He usually had that when he drew. There were two empty packs seated on the table across from him. Usually, Sam keeps it at that bench for the day to regulate it but lately, she has had to use more snacks to distract him.Unfortunately, it didn’t work this time. Harvey shook his head. “I
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