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."

less dejected. "I know that Daddy didn't do it on purpose. I don't blame him. I'm sad because I won't be able to see Daddy

wood the size of my palm and a small carving knife from my purse. Then

expected, Beryl's attention was drawn to what I

of wood carving from Warren, back when he was making the walking stick for Leonard. Later, when I took over the border pack, I would

with fine details, so I settled for a rough outline of Rufus' face, taking care to make his expression

exclaimed. "Did you

a rough version. I'll make you a better one when I have the time." I blew the wood chippings from the block and took out a handkerchief to wipe the

didn't really resemble Rufus that much. The hairstyle was somewhat the same, but the

She held the wood carving in her hands and laughed with

happy, I was happy as well. I patted

gave me a toothy grin. "I'm

of packing up my belongings. By

carried on the back lately, so I obliged and carried her all the way back to the

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