Regina nodded vigorously, then suddenly stood up and threw her arms around Jose Floyd's neck, planting a kiss on his cheek. "Uncle, don't forget, okay?"
Jose Floyd reached out and touched Regina's head, a softness in his eyes that even he didn't notice, and nodded in agreement.
Jose Floyd handed Regina over to that group of warm-hearted bystanders, gave a few instructions, then turned and left.
He had only walked a short distance when someone got out of the police car parked by the roadside. Chestnut curls were pinned up behind her head, her fair face clean and fresh. A pure white chiffon blouse and a tightly cinched A-line skirt made her look youthful yet elegant.
She walked up to Regina and gave the crowd a faint smile, polite and gentle, then bent down and picked Regina up.
"Miss Nicole, I'll drive you and your daughter home. Thank you for stepping in to help today," the officer by the police car said with a smile to the woman holding Regina.
