s office at the

ndergarten is this?" she asked menacingly. "This morning, one of your teachers hit my son, and now these two little bas

y the blame being placed on him. "Auntie," she protested, "Talbo

er heart breaking into little pieces for him. She raised her hand in a fit of rage to strik

is insane woman is the vixen who ruined my mothe

to grow for I don't pity him anymore.' He st

e door and cried out. She then rushed to embrace Franklyn's leg. "She called my

hat boy's father a piece of her mind. "What kind of manners have you taught your son..

with sudden inspiration. He ran to hug Franklyn's other leg and said in an

boy hanging on to his leg, but when he looked down, he

rom the photo?' he th

to him. Everything from the shape of the little boy's eyebrows to the color of his eyes were jus

chi

k in his eyes. An insistent thought entered her mi

five years, there had been no announcement of any such good n

man, that another possibility occurred t

ld be a result

, horrified. 'It

one an abortion an

some sort of

able kids, and then directed his cold glare back at Alina. "Don't you want

taking him to the hospital right now." After a brief pause, she finally sn

collect evidence, investigate the incident on the spot it happened, and maybe then we can tal

uld first ask your son about what had really happ

ned from Granger's face, and he burst into tears once again, as he bawled, "Mom, I a

ed, "You are

u!" she scolded, taking a step towards the boy. "Mr. Franklyn,

gressing rapidly under Franklyn's leadership. The

out, "I'm taking Granger to the hospital right now. If anyt

lyn's direction, she dashed out of