Chapter 258

The boy shook and snow crystals danced to the floor. "I was freezing out there, so I came in. The nice lady told me you were in here," his bright blue eyes wandered around the room, taking everything in. Vic placed her hands on his shoulders, somewhat protectively. "Is this where I'm going to live?" The boy asked, looking directly at Mitch.

"My name's Ronnie, what's your name?" Ronnie held out a hand, he placed his small one in hers, shook once, and said, "Wyatt Morgan and I'm five and a half years old. I need a place to live since my parents got burned up in the house."

"Oh, I'm so sorry," Ronnie said.

Then Mitch leaned down and said, "I'm Sheriff Mitch Rogers, it's real nice to meet you, Wyatt Morgan." They shook hands but Wyatt's eyes never left Mitch's face.

"You're not going to take me back to that big, cold house with all those other kids, are you? Because I'll just run away again. I know when I'm not welcome."

"That's enough Wyatt, please, let me handle this." Vic tur