You Hit My Heart by Kylie Stanford

"Mummy. Mommy is great ..." Anderson stopped halfway through and did not continue.

He was very careful not to just reveal things about mommy out in the open.

Luther was shocked that it was his mother who taught this child to play darts.

He instinctively thought of Joyce, a woman who could use darts to perfection. There would be no one else in this world other than Joyce. Suddenly, his heart tensed up.

He had no idea if he was having an illusion already, but if he looked carefully, the little boy in front of him, indeed, looked a bit like Joyce. "What's your name, little friend?" Luther smiled and his tone was gentler, “Let me introduce myself, my name is Luther." Sᴇaʀᴄh thᴇ ꜰindNʘvel.ɴet website on Gøøglᴇ to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.

Anderson looked up, "Why should I tell you? Besides, I don't want to know who you are."

"..." Luther speechless. He was such an arrogant cool boy.

felt his pockets, but he didn't have anything fun with him now,

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could also chat with him, and it

more fun than playing with those little brats just now. “Little friend, who is your mother? Did you come along today?" Luther couldn't help but continue to ask, "If you tell

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darts very well and I am wondering if she is your mother." Luther tried to explain. How could he say he was

look, "If you know her,

puffed out in anger, "Anyway, Mommy said I should not talk to