Matthew Hallard Poppy Playtime Novels & Stories

His smile is warm and I can see his eyes are a little bloodshot, but he looks really happy. "There's someone here to see you" He says warmly before stepping back slightly and pushing the button on the side of the bed that raises my head up. Pain shoots through me, but I fight through it when I see what Rhode 's obviously woken me up for. It's a tired but ecstatic looking Poppy , seated in a wheelchair pushes by her mother, with a small bundle in her arms.

Paul said with a gentle smile, introducing Poppy to his mother. ​ “Who? Who are you?” Teresa turned to ask her own son with a look of utter confusion. ​ “I’m… uh… I’m Paul, Mom. Your son.” ​ Seeing the flash of pain across his face, Poppy felt a deep sense of pity. She stepped forward and sat down beside the older woman. ​ “Hello, ma'am. My name is Poppy. I’m Mr. Thomas’s girlfriend,” she greeted his mother with humble respect. ​