In the darkness, the proud man gestured to the others to stop and walked aside with his phone, "What's wrong?"
"I can't quite say, it's just that she feels off. She's been absent-minded all evening, not sure what she's thinking about, like she's worried." Bobby spoke clearly, making it hard to believe he's only a bit over 9 years old, "I remember my woman seemed to play ball with Grandpa this morning, did Grandpa say something to her?"
I have to admit, sometimes a child's intuition is as accurate as a woman's sixth sense.
"What do you think was said?" The man's voice carried the coolness of the night, not sounding anxious or rushed.
Bobby pressed his lips together, lowered his eyes, and thought for a moment, "Grandpa must have told my woman about the time I was nearly kidnapped."
Because earlier today when Enna saw the birthday gift, she lost it and hugged him tightly for a long time.
