His Discarded Luna, Returns with secret Pups
Devin inquired, his gentle voice infused with understanding, a stark contrast to the unsettling emotions that seemed to envelop the young child.
Liam’s response was tinged with innocence as he scanned his surroundings, his eyes searching for a figure that seemed conspicuously absent.
“I don’t see Mr. Woods, he replied, a touch of uncertainty in his
voice.
“Mr. Woods?” Devin repeated, momentarily puzzled as he mentally sifted through the roster of staff members. After a brief pause, he responded,
There’s no Mr. Woods.”
Liam’s face mirrored his inner conflict as he grappled with the disparity between what he believed and what he was being told.