You Hit My Heart by Kylie Stanford

She paused and asked apologetically, "Mr. Warner, would you mind my nagging? Maybe I should not have keep you for too long."

"Why, Rachel, please go on."

Luther put one arm around his chest, "I love hearing you talk about the past, about Joyce."

Rachel smiled, "Joyce's nature, it feels like it comes from her parents. From a young age, she had been a leader, and all the boys and girls in the orphanage always followed her along. Sometimes the kids from outside would bully the kids in the orphanage, and every time Joyce would stand up and throw rocks to chase them away. Joyce was particularly accurate in throwing rocks wherever she wanted and taught them a good lesson. As a result, the children living around the orphanage no longer dared to come and bully the children in the orphanage." Rachel said.

Luther nodded gently. She was a natural shooting talent and throwing stones was nothing but a piece of cake for her.

He then thought of the way Anderson used his slingshot. He had definitely inherited Joyce talent. Just over three years old, he was accurate enough.

“Later, precisely because she was so accurate at throwing rocks and had been so well known because of it, Joyce was selected in a shooting training program. Later, after she attended the training program, she rarely returned to the orphanage. I miss her from time to time."

Rachel said to herself.

child like Joyce must have been born the daughter

She has the innate nobility, whether it was her appearance, temperament, and generosity." As they talked about it, Rachel shrugged

It was not her, but Charlotte in the end. And, of course, Charlotte grew

sighed, "God must have been joking

word Charlotte, his eyes full of disdain. Charlotte? Delightful? She must

Yeah, she was especially good

much. Mr. Warner, you need to think

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"Hmm. Thanks Rachel.”

Luther didn't say much.

gotten over it and now he had found Joyce,

was already very satisfied and did not