Crystal's POV:

My daughter couldn't seem to accept that fact that Rufus had suddenly left. She was so distraught that she even refused to eat her favorite cookie. She kept looking out the window in morose silence, her chin resting on her tented hands.

Since she had lost her memory, Beryl and Rufus had seldom been separated from each other. They were attached to the hip, no matter where Rufus went.

The worst part of this predicament was the fact that Rufus' date of return was uncertain. It was understandable that Beryl was upset.

I lovingly caressed my daughter's cheek and said, "Don't be sad. I'm sure Daddy will be back in a few days."

Beryl pursed her lips, her eyes filling with tears. "Daddy didn't even say goodbye to me."

"It's probably only because he was in such a hurry," I immediately reassured her. "He didn't have time to say goodbye."

Daddy didn't do it on purpose. I don't blame him. I'm sad because I won't be able to

a moment's thought, I retrieved a piece of wood the size of my palm and a small carving knife from my purse. Then I started to

drawn to what

wood carving from Warren, back when he was making the walking stick for Leonard. Later, when I

figure with fine details, so I settled for

exclaimed. "Did you carve

one when I have the time." I blew the wood chippings from the block and took out a handkerchief to wipe the carving clean. Soon enough,

that much. The hairstyle was somewhat the

so, my daughter was pleased with it. She held the wood carving in her hands and laughed with

I was happy as well. I patted

me a toothy grin. "I'm not sad

up my belongings. By the time I was done, my daughter was already

be carried on the back lately, so I obliged

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