On the other side of Laura’s room, there was also a drama similar to their own as Sammie kept glancing at his room in awe and confusion. There is only one thought in his head. ‘How? How did mum and I get to deserve this? Does this mean that there is no more suffering and hunger for us?’ He kept thinking but unsure of himself, he could not bring himself to voice out his question to the ever attentive boy watching him from the other side of the room. At last, he realised he had been staring for so long, so he gave a wide cough before sending his new friend a shy glance. “Hmm, the toys? Who owns? I mean hmm, what are they for?” He found himself asking and in the next moment, he wanted to faint from embarrassment. ‘Oh jeez, is that all I can say?’ He berated himself. But Julian, bless his soul, did not see anything wrong with the question. He responded in his usual serious manner. “Well, they are yours. You need stuff to keep you company whenever I’m too busy to play, don’t you? I a
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