Chapter 144 Mommy Is Ms. Charlotte

• The kid’s soft, milky voice sounded like music from heaven.
• Standing to the side, Daniel rushed up, gripping the edge of the hospital bed. He rose on his tiptoes to see his little brother and asked, worried, “Eli, how do you feel? Does it hurt?”
• Old Mr. Quille didn’t care about anything else at the door. He hurried over with his cane, staring at the child’s pale face, his voice choking. “Eli, how do you feel? Great-grandpa’s here. Don’t be scared!”