Chapter 201 A Bawling Child

She finally got to let out the chest–wringing breath she had been holding in since Bliss‘ death. She had felt it–the puppy pushing its face close to hers, whimpering with her as she sobbed.

It was consoling her. She imagined that was what Bliss would have done too.

Deirdre cast her eyes to the ground. The storm clouds that had seemed to be permanent on her mien faded, and Brendan was the sole witness of her subtle transformation.

While he managed to observe Deirdre’s change, he was blind to his own. The trademark severity in his visage had softened into meek, wistful joy.

They walked for a while until, suddenly, Deirdre stopped. Brendan almost lost her, but he paused and turned around. “What’s wrong?”

She scanned her surroundings with a frown. “A child’s crying.”

“A child?” Brendan was a little surprised. They were at the fork of a busy street flooded with couples and office workers going about their day. There was not a single child in sight.

it be some

Deirdre bit her lip. “It’s definitely the sound of a

through evolved hearing acuity. “It sounds muffled, but it’s

sharply. A baby–about a year old at most–was locked inside. She was bathed in sweat as she

baby’s locked in a car!”

into panic. She leaned close to the window and heard the baby’s cries amplify. She could tell the child was running out of strength, and her face paled. “I don’t think the

it around his elbow. He motioned to Deirdre, telling her to step aside, and hurled a jab at the

heart skipped a beat. “C- Can’t we find a brick or

“There’s no time.”

saw was the baby

been about the

before. He would not forgive himself if he let the same thing happen

aimed at the center of an emerging crack, and rammed his elbow against the window a few more times.

up and passed it to Deirdre. “The air inside this car must have been running

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