Burning Passion: Love Never Die

But…

“Ouch!” She almost sprained her ankle. His car was really high off the ground. She paused a moment to make sure she was okay. It dawned on her this was the first time she had gotten out of Wesley’s car without his help.

But she didn’t have the time to care about that. She slammed the door behind her and rushed towards the crowd.

People there were talking about what was going on, and that was when she finally knew. She raised her head to look at what was causing all the fuss. In the dim lights, she saw a little kid sitting on the balcony of the thirteenth floor, crying. The neighbors said it was a two-year-old boy.

The neighbors had knocked on the boy’s apartment door for several minutes, but no one answered. They guessed that the kid was home alone.

The boy walked to the balcony to look for his parents and then climbed onto the windowsill. It was dangerous since the balcony had no bars, nothing to stop him from falling. The kid could fall at any moment.

Someone had already called the police, but they hadn’t arrived yet.

looked around, scanning for Wesley, and saw him rush inside the

through. After all, everyone had a hard-won vantage point, so naturally they weren’t going to Let anyone else take it. Not that

E L A ‘s L I

knew Wesley was hard at

crowd.

the boy. Her heart leapt to her throat. The

windows on

from that one unit on the fourteenth floor. That

at the edge of the balcony with his hands and step on the air-conditioning unit jutting from

soldier. He asked us what was going on, then

great. I can’t see what he Looks like, but he’s

hope he

bless the child and the