Phantom Hollow So much stuff to see; places to go

She came over, trotting airily as though Damien was the best of her friends ever, and greeted him with a yap. Unaccustomed to the way of child's play, Damien perhaps did not seem to react the way she was expecting. He approached her further and lowered his head to sniff around her, and a thought crossed his mind. What was he to do with such an innocent soul? He could most certainly mold it to his liking, and that had been the intention initially; but what purpose could it ever serve? He had his own kids to look after, and their success and well being was above anything and everything in his list of priorities. Could he spare the time and resources to bring up some heathen's child?