CHAPTER 6
“Where are we?” Laurie asked as she sat up and rubbed her eyes with the backs of her fists.
Miles smiled at how adorable she looked with her sleep tasseled hair, squinty eyes, and pouty lip.
He loved kids, but most of the ones back home were always cruel to him just like the adults. Not that he blamed the kids, because little ones were always like monkey see monkey do. They were little sponges and absorbed everything, especially what their parents did, so they were only following the bad examples in front of them. Knowing that, Miles still kept his distance even though he knew it wasn’t the children’s faults. Either way, child or adult, the words and cruelty hurt, and he wasn’t a masochist.
“We’re in my home, pumpkin. Are you hungry?” Miles asked as he moved closer, then sat
