You Hit My Heart by Kylie Stanford

The night breeze was slightly cold, and the soft moonlight and sporadic streetlights made the place a dim hazy world.

Luther held Anderson and walked in the flower corridor. They looked just like loving father and son.

Moonlight shone through the gaps above their head and cast many “stars” on the ground. Walking in the corridor at night, they felt as if they were roaming along the Milky Way.

"Anderson, why do you want to come out for a walk with me today?" Luther asked softly.

He knew that Anderson was different from the average child and he was pretty mature, so there must be a reason for Anderson to do this. "Because, there's something I want to say to you alone." Anderson looked up at Luther.

Luther squatted down and looked at Anderson, "Okay, let's sit here for a while."

He carried Anderson to a bench, then took off his jacket and draped it over Anderson, “It's a little cold at night. You won't want to catch a cold."

Then, he sat down next to Anderson.

you want to say to me?" Luther took Anderson's young

him all the way to his heart. This was his son, a gift from

straight at Luther with a crystal gleam refracting from his

looked extraordinarily serious, as if he had very important

also looked at Anderson and frowned. He was shocked by the serious look of

my dad, aren't you." Anderson asked

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didn't expect that Anderson would

moment, he didn't want Joyce to know that he

was incredibly

offered to have a walk downstairs with him alone, the little guy

as he reached out and pinched

a computer, and a smartphone." Anderson said with

then what?" Luther