He held his arms around me for a comforting hug.
"Why are you crying? Are you that worried about the kid?" He asked. I couldn't reply but kept sobbing thinking I failed in the mission of bringing my family back together.
"I just don't know if I will ever make it to Averyn or her daughter. I didn't realise but I'm the aunt of that girl 2 of whom I know nothing. How am I going to reach to her?" After couple of minutes of sobbing and sniffing, I finally managed to utter my concern.
"If god wills, you will surely make it to her," he tried to encourage me. His hands were patting my back while tears that rolled out of my eyes kept soaking the blue shirt he was wearing.
"I'm not an expert at consoling girls. I barely know any girl," he added in a serious note.
I pulled myself free from
