Norris Moore was startled for a moment, then whispered softly: "…Fruity, misses Mommy…"
Mothers and daughters share a bond.
She used to be alone, unaware of the reluctance that Aldana Candi faced when separated from Fruity.
But now, just the thought of potentially having to part with her, Norris feels an unbearable ache in her heart.
She can't imagine how strong Aldana Candi must be, to endure the partings with her daughter time and time again.
Such a small, tiny child, even if someone else can take care of her properly, but in the end, they are not her mother, how could she possibly feel at ease?
Trenton Smith looked at her, then raised his hand to embrace her slender, fragile shoulders, stroking her long hair, silently sighing.
"I don't blame you."
"I know."
Norris Moore sounded somewhat powerless.
"I just don't understand… why every person she meets doesn't love her."
Trenton Smith asked her, "How do you know they don't love her?"
