Timmy confirmed that Scarlett was here and rushed over with joy. Like a soft, fluffy puppy, he charged into Scarlett's arms, bringing sunshine with him.
Scarlett held Timmy, her heart once again filled with that familiar ache.
"Scarlett, are you here to play with me?" Timmy asked in a low voice. "I've been wanting to find you to play."
"Really?" Scarlett smiled. "What do you want to play?"
"I want to climb trees and pick mushrooms in the forest. But Grandma won't let me. She says it's too dangerous. She makes me watch cartoons and play on the slide, but those things are too childish. I don't like them." Timmy's ears perked up, his face full of hope as he looked at her. "Scarlett, will you play with me?"
Scarlett looked at the child with a touch of sadness. He was clearly Caroline
