Prologue 13
"Who are
you?" Kabib asked. He was young then, and had brought the woods to the
Library. She was seated as if she was posing for a portrait artist.
She was
beautiful, that was his thoughts.
"Who is
that?" Miranda spoke up and reached out with her hands. "Is it you
Alice?"
Miranda was
hoping that it was Alice. She had been hoping that her 'adopted' mother was
coming back. She was still making her way around and had familiar herself from
her room to the Library. Kabib placed the woods and looked at her. He was to
ask when Paul Miller walked in.
"Benefactor..."
Paul had met him some months back and told him that he was to addressed as the
Benefactor.
"Kabib,
place the woods and leave." Paul instructed him.
"No,
father. I need to know who is it?" Miranda asked. "I have no friends here."
Paul looked to his daughter. She was his height and their age was not much different'; he was still older. More to it, he knew the place better than himself.
Paul looked to his daughter. She was his height and their age was not much different'; he was still older. More to it, he knew the place better than himself.
"Miranda
, this is Kabib. He is a young boy and would like to play with you." With
that Paul allowed them to play as in reading and talking within the sight of
his. He then find her more happy and seems to like Kabib. Even When Ariel
arrived when the children are there, he was discreet and Kabib was not to
acknowledged him. Those playtime soon expanded and then they were allowed to
leave the Library. Soon they were running in the Block.
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