PAID

“That’s right, we’ll protect you! You won’t be in pain anymore, Dulcle. You’re the best! Let’s be classmates in the future. I’m in Angelwood Kindergarten’s toddler class. Don’t get lost.

“I’m still not good with words. My mom typed this. I can share my teddy bear cookies with you, Dulcie. Don’t worry. My mom said those bad people will all be dealt with!”

“I just want to say, an eye for an eye. Also, return the military merit to the Wilson family.”

The post was inundated with comments expressing a unanimous sentiment–no one was willing to forgive those demons.

Wyatt, relying on his legal rhetoric and his age, seemed to be acting with confidence, but Wynter could see through his facade of calm. @@novelbin@@