Love And Tales
I rolled my eyes.
“Sure,” he replied, tracing his steps to the television and turning it on.
He walked out of the room and closed the door gently.
“Just in, a three-year-old was reported missing in the Kid's park by noon today,” the journalist who looked like he was in his late Forties said.
“Poor kid,” I whispered, paying rapt attention to details.
Just then, I felt my headache as scattered memories flickered in my head.
“The boy identified as Hope Laurence from the…”
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