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.

always thought that a child like Joyce must have been born

She has the

Charlotte in the end. And, of course, Charlotte

must

full of disdain. Charlotte?

at talking? Yeah, she was especially

too much. Mr. Warner, you need to

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"Hmm. Thanks Rachel.”

Luther didn't say much.

had gotten over it and now he had found Joyce, and his son

already very satisfied and