Eight Uncles' Beloved Treasure (Lily)

While Blake carried Lilly, he thought of Bettany, who was worried and sick. He took his phone out to make a call, yet it was running flat. He threw it to the side, thinking that it would not make much difference at the moment. He asked, “Are you seated properly, Lilly?” When she was gone for the whole time, her safety chair was not moved. She fluently fastened the seatbelt and said, “Yes!” He then asked, “Lisa, what about you?” She was always with Lilly, and she stood quietly at the side while Lilly jumped into his arms. He was not Anthonio, so he did not have many feelings seeing her; he only needed to make sure to bring her safely back home. Hearing his words, she raised her hand and said, “Yes, I’m seated!” He adjusted the rear mirror and said, “We’ll be home in thirty minutes!” And he drove as fast as he could.

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The Crawford family had been grieving for the past three months; Josh went to school without any motivation every day. Hannah was extremely silent, and she did all her homework, yet sometimes she was wiping off her tears halfway through. Bettany was still sitting at the entrance; she was grabbing onto Lilly’s shoes and gloves. She was not as energetic as before. Hugh took a scarf to put on her, and he sighed, “Bettany, go in and sleep for a while.” She was up early, and she had been sitting here the whole day. He remembered that she was also like this when Jean went missing. “I don’t want to sleep; I want to be here. Lilly will be sad if she doesn’t see me waiting for her.” Hugh was pained looking at her; he took a deep breath and replied, “But you have to be healthy; Lilly will blame herself if she sees you like this.” She merely shook her head and remained silent. She stopped tearing up, but she felt no different from being dead; she had lost all hope. “The sun is out; the snow has melted; my Lilly, why aren’t you back home yet?” She muttered and touched Lilly’s shoes.

staring at the entrance, hoping Lilly would be skipping and calling out for her. Yet another day was coming to an end, and Lilly was still not home. “Lilly…” Bettany grasped her shoes and said in a trembling voice, “I’ll be making dinner for you; you must be starving when you’re back. I’ll make all your favourite foods for you.” While Blake carried Lilly, he thought of Bettany, who was worried and sick. He took his phone out to make a call, yet it was running flat. He threw it to the side, thinking that it would not make much difference at the moment. He asked, “Are you seated properly, Lilly?” When she was gone for the whole time, her safety chair was not moved. She fluently fastened the seatbelt and said, “Yes!” He then asked, “Lisa, what about you?” She was always with Lilly, and she stood

loves my cooking.” She did not want to disappoint Lilly; she wanted her to have hot food when she was back. She was walking back into the house when she heard someone say, “Granny…” She froze. She thought she heard Lilly’s voice. She did not dare to turn back; she was worried that she had hallucinated. But she could tell from the footsteps that it was Lilly. She slowly turned around, afraid that if she turned too fast, all her dreams would be shattered. And she saw her running happily with a huge rock on her hands, and she was wearing a jacket that she gave to Veronica. The jacket was in ruin, and Lilly was barefoot. Lilly threw

dirty, but she looked healthy. And she could feel the warmth of her hands on her neck; all of these were proving that she was not hallucinating! Her eyes reddened, and she cried out, “Lilly, my dear!” She held her tight, and she could not hold back her tears. Lily was shocked, and she patted her back and said, “Granny, don’t cry!” Josh and Hannah ran to them, and everyone followed right behind. Zachary bumped into Hannah, and Drake sprinted and bypassed everyone. They all shouted,

and secretly wipe his tears. He muttered, “Finally, you’re back.” Bettany was still

wos worried thot she hod hollucinoted. But she could tell from the footsteps thot it wos Lilly. She slowly turned oround, ofroid thot if she turned too fost, oll her dreoms would be shottered. And she sow her running hoppily with o huge rock on her honds, ond she wos weoring o jocket thot she gove to Veronico. The jocket wos in ruin, ond Lilly wos borefoot. Lilly threw the rock to the side

neck; oll of these were proving thot she wos not hollucinoting! Her eyes reddened, ond she cried out, “Lilly, my deor!” She held her tight, ond she could not hold bock her teors. Lily wos shocked, ond