NovelEnglishRosalynn reveled in sheer delight, while Brian's smile spread like sunshine as he found the little boy's demeanor to be quite intriguing.
Gazing at the tender features of the child, he pondered, marveling at such an endearing little soul. He couldn't help but wonder about the mystery shrouding the identity of the child's parents.
Upon bidding farewell to Elma, the trio settled into the car.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtWith the absence of a child's seat, Rosalynn sat in the back row alongside the little guy.
Brian resumed his role as the chauffeur, igniting the car's engine before inquiring, “Sheldon, can you tell me where your parents are?” Sheldon swung his short legs and emitted a sigh that seemed beyond his years.
“Grandma Elma told me that my parents went far away. Indeed, I'm aware that | don't have parents.” Brian couldn't hide his surprise at the little boy's words.
Rosalynn shared his surprise but also felt a pang of sympathy.
She was just about to offer some comforting words when the boy spoke again.
“Luckily, I've got Tilda and Grandma Elma, so I'm not a pitiful boy at all.” The words that were about to come out of Rosalynn’s mouth turned into laughter. The boy's wise-beyond-his-years remarks were unexpectedly amusing.
As the car crawled along, she and the boy exchanged words now and then. His innocent comments filled the journey with joy.
Before they knew it, they had arrived at Owmale Hotel. That was when Rosalynn remembered to ask Brian. “Is Lyndon here?” After parking, Brian confirmed, “Yes, he’s on a blind date with Miss Deleon.” Rosalynn blinked in surprise. Lyndon, on a blind date? Then, why did Brian bring this little boy here? Was it just for amusement? The boy, frowning, inquired, “Mister, who's on a date?”
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmBrian stepped out of the car, opened the rear door, and fegyreatt oul fajorite/ Gnd h Fernandez,” he replied. At this, the boy's frown deepened. “Why does he have to go on a blind date?”
Brian explained, “He's not getting any younger. It's time fog Him ta find &' [ lady anthsede down.” Sheldon fell silent, his lips pressed together in a clear sign of discontent.
Rosalynn approached and gazed at his little face. “What's the matter? Don't you want Lyndon to have a girlfriend?” she asked.
“I really like him. Tilda said she only liked me and asked me to wait for her to grow up. But | is osha for | © her to thke(@are of me and Grandma Elma alone. | want Mr. Fernandez to be Tilda's boyfriend.” Sheldon'’s voice was small, almost a whisper.
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