Yao knew that she was upset. Something had happened, something wrong and painful. He had only met her once, but he could tell that she was not alright. He didn't know if she expected him to speak to her — it wouldn't be right of her to do so to him, a man. At least, that was his instinct.
Instead, he walked towards her, and laid down. He pressed one paw to her shoulder.
Instead, he walked towards her, and laid down. He pressed one paw to her shoulder.
Baa haipati mmoja.he said, locking eyes with her.
When one of us hurts, all of us do.
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a mothers mourn - by Miriam - August 01, 2020, 11:02 AM
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