my love

“Pretty granny,” Domi whimpered, “I’m hurting so much.” Mrs. Feingold’s heart melted at the sight of his tearful face. She scooped him up into her arms and carried him into the car. They had hardly entered the car when the patrol car drove past them. At the hospital, Mrs. Feingold sat by Domi’s bed. She was becoming more and more perplexed. The more she looked at this little boy, the more he reminded her of Alexander when he was young. After the doctor had left, Mrs. Feingold leaned closer to Domi, her curiosity getting the best of her. “Sweetheart, where do you live? Do you know your parents’ phone numbers?” Thinking of his mother who was trapped by the bad guys, Domi shook his head. “I don’t remember my mommy’s phone number.” “What about your daddy?” Mrs. Feingold asked gently. Domi sniffled and started trembling. “My daddy died a long, long time ago. He died really horribly... his whole body was burned. Since then, it’s just me and my mom…” “Oh, my poor little angel,” Mrs. Feingold gasped. Feeling her heart breaking, she quickly wrapped her arms around him. “Don’t cry, darling. You’re making me cry too.”“Pretty granny,” Domi whimpered, “I’m hurting so much.” Mrs. Feingold’s heart melted at the sight of his tearful face. She scooped him up into her arms and carried him into the car. They had hardly entered the car when the patrol car drove past them. At the hospital, Mrs. Feingold sat by Domi’s bed. She was becoming more and more perplexed. The more she looked at this little boy, the more he reminded her of Alexander when he was young. After the doctor had left, Mrs. Feingold leaned closer to Domi, her curiosity getting the best of her. “Sweetheart, where do you live? Do you know your parents’ phone numbers?” Thinking of his mother who was trapped by the bad guys, Domi shook his head. “I don’t remember my mommy’s phone number.” “What about your daddy?” Mrs. Feingold asked gently. Domi sniffled and started trembling. “My daddy died a long, long time ago. He died really horribly... his whole body was burned. Since then, it’s just me and my mom…” “Oh, my poor little angel,” Mrs. Feingold gasped. Feeling her heart breaking, she quickly wrapped her arms around him. “Don’t cry, darling. You’re making me cry too.” “Pretty granny,” Domi whimpered, “I’m hurting so much.” Mrs. Feingold’s heart melted at the sight of his tearful face. She scooped him up into her arms and carried him into the car. They had hardly entered the car when the patrol car drove past them. At the hospital, Mrs. Feingold sat by Domi’s bed. She was becoming more and more perplexed. The more she looked at this little boy, the more he reminded her of Alexander when he was young. After the doctor had left, Mrs. Feingold leaned closer to Domi, her curiosity getting the best of her. “Sweetheart, where do you live? Do you know your parents’ phone numbers?” Thinking of his mother who was trapped by the bad guys, Domi shook his head. “I don’t remember my mommy’s phone number.” “What about your daddy?” Mrs. Feingold asked gently. Domi sniffled and started trembling. “My daddy died a long, long time ago. He died really horribly... his whole body was burned. Since then, it’s just me and my mom…” “Oh, my poor little angel,” Mrs. Feingold gasped. Feeling her heart breaking, she quickly wrapped her arms around him. “Don’t cry, darling. You’re making me cry too.”“Pretty granny,” Domi whimpered, “I’m hurting so much.” Mrs. Feingold’s heart melted at the sight of his tearful face. She scooped him up into her arms and carried him into the car. They had hardly entered the car when the patrol car drove past them. At the hospital, Mrs. Feingold sat by Domi’s bed. She was becoming more and more perplexed. The more she looked at this little boy, the more he reminded her of Alexander when he was young. After the doctor had left, Mrs. Feingold leaned closer to Domi, her curiosity getting the best of her. “Sweetheart, where do you live? Do you know your parents’ phone numbers?” Thinking of his mother who was trapped by the bad guys, Domi shook his head. “I don’t remember my mommy’s phone number.” “What about your daddy?” Mrs. Feingold asked gently. Domi sniffled and started trembling. “My daddy died a long, long time ago. He died really horribly... his whole body was burned. Since then, it’s just me and my mom…” “Oh, my poor little angel,” Mrs. Feingold gasped. Feeling her heart breaking, she quickly wrapped her arms around him. “Don’t cry, darling. You’re making me cry too.”“Pretty granny,” Domi whimpered, “I’m hurting so much.” Mrs. Feingold’s heart melted at the sight of his tearful face. She scooped him up into her arms and carried him into the car. They had hardly entered the car when the patrol car drove past them. At the hospital, Mrs. Feingold sat by Domi’s bed. She was becoming more and more perplexed. The more she looked at this little boy, the more he reminded her of Alexander when he was young. After the doctor had left, Mrs. Feingold leaned closer to Domi, her curiosity getting the best of her. “Sweetheart, where do you live? Do you know your parents’ phone numbers?” Thinking of his mother who was trapped by the bad guys, Domi shook his head. “I don’t remember my mommy’s phone number.” “What about your daddy?” Mrs. Feingold asked gently. Domi sniffled and started trembling. “My daddy died a long, long time ago. He died really horribly... his whole body was burned. Since then, it’s just me and my mom…” “Oh, my poor little angel,” Mrs. Feingold gasped. Feeling her heart breaking, she quickly wrapped her arms around him. “Don’t cry, darling. You’re making me cry too.”“Pretty granny,” Domi whimpered, “I’m hurting so much.” Mrs. Feingold’s heart melted at the sight of his tearful face. She scooped him up into her arms and carried him into the car. They had hardly entered the car when the patrol car drove past them. At the hospital, Mrs. Feingold sat by Domi’s bed. She was becoming more and more perplexed. The more she looked at this little boy, the more he reminded her of Alexander when he was young. After the doctor had left, Mrs. Feingold leaned closer to Domi, her curiosity getting the best of her. “Sweetheart, where do you live? Do you know your parents’ phone numbers?” Thinking of his mother who was trapped by the bad guys, Domi shook his head. “I don’t remember my mommy’s phone number.” “What about your daddy?” Mrs. Feingold asked gently. Domi sniffled and started trembling. “My daddy died a long, long time ago. He died really horribly... his whole body was burned. Since then, it’s just me and my mom…” “Oh, my poor little angel,” Mrs. Feingold gasped. Feeling her heart breaking, she quickly wrapped her arms around him. “Don’t cry, darling. You’re making me cry too.”“Pretty granny,” Domi whimpered, “I’m hurting so much.” Mrs. Feingold’s heart melted at the sight of his tearful face. She scooped him up into her arms and carried him into the car. They had hardly entered the car when the patrol car drove past them. At the hospital, Mrs. Feingold sat by Domi’s bed. She was becoming more and more perplexed. The more she looked at this little boy, the more he reminded her of Alexander when he was young. After the doctor had left, Mrs. Feingold leaned closer to Domi, her curiosity getting the best of her. “Sweetheart, where do you live? Do you know your parents’ phone numbers?” Thinking of his mother who was trapped by the bad guys, Domi shook his head. “I don’t remember my mommy’s phone number.” “What about your daddy?” Mrs. Feingold asked gently. Domi sniffled and started trembling. “My daddy died a long, long time ago. He died really horribly... his whole body was burned. Since then, it’s just me and my mom…” “Oh, my poor little angel,” Mrs. Feingold gasped. Feeling her heart breaking, she quickly wrapped her arms around him. “Don’t cry, darling. You’re making me cry too.”“Pretty granny,” Domi whimpered, “I’m hurting so much.” Mrs. Feingold’s heart melted at the sight of his tearful face. She scooped him up into her arms and carried him into the car. They had hardly entered the car when the patrol car drove past them. At the hospital, Mrs. Feingold sat by Domi’s bed. She was becoming more and more perplexed. The more she looked at this little boy, the more he reminded her of Alexander when he was young. After the doctor had left, Mrs. Feingold leaned closer to Domi, her curiosity getting the best of her. “Sweetheart, where do you live? Do you know your parents’ phone numbers?” Thinking of his mother who was trapped by the bad guys, Domi shook his head. “I don’t remember my mommy’s phone number.”