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."

it on purpose. I don't blame him. I'm sad because I won't be

piece of wood the size of my

was drawn

when he was making the walking stick for Leonard. Later, when I took over the

so I settled for a

exclaimed. "Did you carve Daddy's

wood chippings from the block and took out a handkerchief to wipe the carving clean. Soon enough, we were

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

held the wood carving in her hands and laughed with joy. "Now, Daddy can

well. I patted Beryl's head and asked,

her head and gave me a toothy

I made quick work of packing up my belongings. By the time

I obliged and carried her

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