Chapter 194

Epilogue.

Six years later.

The little boy ran down the hallway with his drawing pencils clutched in his right hand and his drawing book stuck under his left armpit. Behind him was his crying three-year-old younger sister, who had vowed to have all his colour pencils to herself until she had used her hands and growing teeth to break each and every single one of them.

The only person Lucian could run to for refuge against Avery was his mother. He dashed into the kitchen and hid behind her as she stood by the gas cooker.

Jojo looked down at her six-year-old and chuckled. From the book and pencils in his hands, she could tell Avery was going to storm in the kitchen in...

"Mummy! Lulu won't let me have the pencils!" The girl's voice rang in the hallway as she stormed into the kitchen with tears in her eye