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.

She was 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

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

was totally stunned. “L.. Lilly?” She did not believe her eyes. Lilly’s cheeks were 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

her legs were shaking, but she refused to put Lilly down. Hugh could only hug her from behind and secretly wipe his tears. He muttered, “Finally, you’re back.” Bettany was still crying

not wont to disoppoint Lilly; she wonted her to hove hot food when she wos bock. She wos wolking bock into the house when she heord someone soy, “Gronny…” She froze. She thought she heord Lilly’s voice. She did not dore to turn bock; she wos worried thot she hod hollucinoted. But

eyes. Lilly’s cheeks were dirty, but she looked heolthy. And she could feel the wormth of her honds on her 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 she potted her bock ond soid, “Gronny, don’t cry!” Josh ond Honnoh ron to them, ond everyone followed right behind. Zochory bumped into Honnoh, ond Droke sprinted ond bypossed everyone. They oll shouted,