“Will you stop crying!?” Rhiannon turned angrily, cheeks flushed. “That’s all you ever do!”
Tears spilled onto his cheeks.
“I…I can’t,” he sobbed, muffled by his knees. “I d-don’t like it.”
Suddenly an arm came around him, pulling him into soft cotton. He could smell talcum powder. It was nice, he thought, burying his face into the warmth
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