The car was halfway through its journey when the little guy threw away the cat in his hand and climbed onto the seat to look out the window.
Such an out-of-the-way place, where is this?
Which hospital is Jasy in?
Why are we getting on the freeway?
"Aunt Lilac, which hospital are we going to?" Chale Cheney asked.
His two little hands clung to the window, his round eyes unblinkingly watching the outside.
"Once we get off the freeway, we'll be there." Lilac Serval was not familiar with Landon.
"I want to call Dad."
Lilac Serval felt somewhat helpless, she really wasn't good at handling emotional issues.
Mr. Cheney had said not to let Chale call him, and if necessary, to give the little guy sleeping pills so he would sleep all the way to Lonton.
Lilac Serval remembered that when Mr. Cheney said this, his tone was resigned yet indifferent.
Who would willingly give their child sleeping pills? It was merely a measure of last resort.
