MASON'S POV
We walked out of my study. Emily ran ahead like she knows the way.
She turned, nudging me to catch up. Her leg seems to be better already. I'll have to change the plaster and bandage later this evening or the doc might. Another day to see blonde Mrs Genevieve.
"Careful, don't hit any body parts."
"I know, I won't." She laughed. Don't miss your way either. Walking up the distance, made me remember when I first brought her here, carried her in my arms.... Suddenly, a memory far back to when my parents were alive flooded my mind. We lived in a similar house and our small music room was upstairs as well. Mom would hold my hand or raise me while dad would be grumpy I'm stealing all his love, my small little hands will barely hold a finger of hers and her hair had a beautiful
