"And what's over there?" - Sean asked, pointing to the training center. Explaining things to a boy who doesn't know who we really are… who he really is, turned out to be harder than I initially thought. But I must admit his curious mind and eyes wide in awe gave me a lot of hope they would soon come here to stay.
"That's a training center. We have our private police here to keep us safe, and that's their headquarters." - I explained.
"Auntie wouldn't like that." - he said and my head flew his way in confusion - "She says that cops were established to give good people like her speeding tickets."
I barked out with laughter. That sounds exactly like something Chelsea would say.
"I can assure you that they aren't giving out any tickets."
"I don't mind." - Sean shrugged - "She does dr
