They're just a few kittens, why bother about them?
Glenn Hutchinson was about to discuss something with him, naturally, he nodded in agreement.
And Flossie Wright, who didn't need anything, he naturally took her away.
As for Merry Otiz's group, they didn't breathe easy until the three of them left. The pressure they'd been feeling dissolved instantly. Grady Wright, whose throat was sore from crying without anybody paying him any attention, finally desisted from crying, standing on the side, heaving sobs but without saying a word.
"Benjamin Murphy, what's wrong?"
Helen Wright had just eased her worries when she turned her head and saw Benjamin Murphy's long face. His gaze was intently fixed on the direction where Glenn Hutchinson and others had left. He seemed somewhat worried and restless, so she couldn't help but ask.
